
I've crossed the pond numerous times during the years. I kissed my mother, father, brother, entire family, and a hoard of much loved friends, hello and goodbye over and over again. I kept coming back to my adopted country, my very special husband, my American family and friends. I could say I have no regrets but that might be stretching the truth a bit. There are always regrets, whether one moves just a few miles down the road, or a few thousand miles across an ocean, when it means leaving home and loved ones behind.
It's said "you can't go home again". I'm inclined to say, "home is where you make it". With modern transportation it's not so difficult to drive a smooth highway for a few hours, or settle down in a seat for a night flight across the water. Your loved ones are always waiting for you.........so go while you can.
................and what about that boyfriend you ask. We are still in touch. He's still the nicest guy, and we meet up now and then when I'm home, across the pond.
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While in the mountains today I'll be meeting a very special blog friend for the first time - more on that later.











Despite the ups and downs of her life, and whether you like her or not, Martha and her creative team of artists definitely know what it takes to create seasonal decorations with a bit of added elegance. I thank her for this.


If you are in our area, do stop by and meet the great people here......and bring your shopping bag, or truck, to take home your new found treasures!




Jeannie of Uniquitiques displayed some vintage silver backed hair brushes ~ could see them in a tarnished silver bowl in a bathroom, perhaps with an old sepia toned photo of a lady with flowing hair.


