Home is where the heart is

I keep thinking about my parents farm today. Now that the snow is starting to melt, I can walk around the woods easier to take photos. Taking photos out there makes me happy and the โ€œfarmโ€ time tends to rejuvenate my soul. I think a trip home might be in my near future. ๐Ÿ™‚

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