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Nearly two years ago we moved into our house — from the house where my daughters had lived their whole lives. Now, two years in, this new-to-us 100-year-old house, the house has morphed into home, with a particular shade of yellow I painted the dining room, our first chicken buried in the backyard, the front porch filled with piles of library books, Yahtzee score cards marked up, kid sweatshirts.

Infinitely lucky we three females are, to move five miles down the road, from a forest to a town, our cardboard boxes ferried by friends.

Here’s my State 14 postcard.

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11 thoughts on “Home

  1. I visited your beautiful state for the first time about four years ago and return every fall. I have never seen such beauty in my life–and I use it for the settings in my novels. Thank you for your beautiful posts.

  2. Your postcard is fantastic in all ways. It is heartwarming to know that we have treasures in common. Also, my daughters and I are about ten years older than you and yours, and your stories often bring back good memories.

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