i was sitting on the porch and thinking......

there are certainly things that find their way back home. my kids, my grandkids and i will say i am always thrilled to find my way home too. i was watching this little bird house that i recieved as a gift. to tell you the truth i was not crazy about it but hung it up proudly. guess what? birds every single year. even more then one batch a season. a big surprise. where am i going with this? of course to my traveling shawl. fly away but please come back home.http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4029/4650690747_58da89ac87.jpg