…Where the Heart Is

This little sweetie was the first to wake up. I’m sure she was thinking, “why is that lady still here?”

Merrick was really concerned about my foot. I told him it was healing still but doing so much better.

The guys had an Artist’s evening and everyone painted their own version of a masterpiece.

I feel so happy and relaxed being here. Who knew that someplace so far away could have the same homey feeling of actually being home.

Perhaps love has something to do with it.

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