When evacuation was lifted and we were able to come back to our home, we unloaded the car and collapsed. A week later I was able to sit myself down at the art table to put the feelings down on paper. Here’s what came, along with the Ashes, Ashes pieces I posted yesterday.

There’s no place like home
Click your heels together and repeat 3X
Theres no place like home
It’s the gift a fire bestows
When home becomes so daily and
You take too much for granted
And you have to wait some days
Knowing you could lose it all
And then you don’t
And now you know how Dorothy felt
There’s no place like home
Gorgeous!
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