tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2419071500895236648.post1777430482919402093..comments2023-03-04T11:24:24.360-08:00Comments on The Good Life.: Searching for home: Autumn California days.Colleenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17289538576013041173noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2419071500895236648.post-56052801964440327882012-11-03T13:16:14.114-07:002012-11-03T13:16:14.114-07:00I have a habit of feeling rather temporary... thou...I have a habit of feeling rather temporary... though the last two places I had spanned 20 years between them, the second racking up 8, yet I never felt at home. It was always going to be temporary. Just that 'temporary' in this case was somewhat less temporary than the strict definition of the word. Moving here I was terribly ill and never unpacked for months. There are days now, though, like today, when I do a little home making. Perhaps this time I'll stay.elaine4queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16374604379103144609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2419071500895236648.post-17227809327115988642012-11-03T00:18:33.146-07:002012-11-03T00:18:33.146-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05511615231555602023noreply@blogger.com