home is where the art is

[eor]

I'm listening to a Eliza Carthy disc that I simply adore. It reminds me of sunny days driving with my arm out the window and trees and happily returning to the house in New Hampshire. I'm dancing around while I do things about the apartment with visions of lilacs dancing in my head.

I miss that house so.

"It's so hard to do and so easy to say,
But sometimes you just have to walk away."