When You Long for Home

I’m standing in the heart of the city, trains whirring past. Dogs barking. A hundred languages mingle in the chilled, pre-spring air. I’m in the middle of a vibrant, metropolitan city but my heart is a million miles away. It roams far green fields, sits on rock walls and watches the fog roll in from the ocean. It’s in a …

The Rock in My Garden

Our house has several distinctive features. The bright red door contrasted against the white exterior to name one. The biggest sign you’ve found our house however is this: A giant rock boulder smack in the middle of our front garden. There are many things I love about that rock. It provides an easy landmark when giving directions to our house …