Empty roads
Snow heavy branches
White covering
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| My street |
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| My fearless escort--Dad |
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| Snowy scenes on my way to work |
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| Walking to work |
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| Rush Hour? |
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| Children's never closes |
I'm going home for the weekend. What does that mean when you are an adult, when you have a home of your own? I have many homes. I have homes in Michigan, a home in Tennessee, a home in Scotland, a home in the woods, a home on the beach, an apartment home in Boston, a new home in Chicago, and homes I am still yet to find. I hope that this home, this blog, can connect my many homes together and allow me to be a little closer to the many homes I miss.
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