Happiness does not depend on outward things,
but on the way we see them.
Leo Tolstoy
Leo Tolstoy
Just a few photos I took on my dad's land yesterday. This place means home to me, in ways that I cannot even properly voice. The place where I grew up - the tiny bunk beds dad built up, the place we had our cubby house and jumped on our trampoline. The creeks we spent many many countless hours/days/years playing in.
*quote found on Sandrine's blog, perfect for me this.exact.moment.
*quote found on Sandrine's blog, perfect for me this.exact.moment.
I always reckon that history makes a place a true home.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures Ellie,wishing you some happy moments xx
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful piccies! Home to me is family..where my loved ones are..that's home! Wishing you a gorgeous week :)
ReplyDeleteit's beautiful...and thanks for your lovely writing in 'peppermint'
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