Two miles down a dirt road sits our little home, as the road twist and turns it moves deeper and deeper into the woods, tree branches reach over to touch one another creating a tunnel, the sunlight dances in the shadows, a smiling face on an ancient oak greets you as your round the turn welcoming you to our home.
Friday, November 9, 2012
This Moment
Gnome Hunting
Joning Soule mama on her Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
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