Everywhere is Home to Someone

Me posing in Anguilla while Rose is busy getting ready for her full day at the Dune Preserve.

Me posing in Anguilla while Rose is busy getting ready for her full day at the Dune Preserve.

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Busy port in St. Maarten

When I travel, I tend to forget that everywhere I go is still home to someone.  People live there, work there, get born there, go through good and bad times there.  I’m taking pictures like there’s no tomorrow, taking it all in like fresh air.  But to others, it’s what they see everyday and fight not to take for granted.  I’ve noticed it where I live also.  We live in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, and while I’m very used to the sight of the mountains, the hiking, the babbling rivers, others will travel in cars and big tour buses to stay in little cabins out here and experience it.  So no matter where you’re living today, where you call home is special.  I’m going to try to appreciate my corner of the world a little more today.  🙂  Slainte, Lisa

Our corner of the world during the peak fall tourist season.

Our corner of the world during the peak fall tourist season.

 

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