It’s wonderful to travel again, especially when I visit dear friends again, but it’s also wonderful to return home again, home again here.
Can you tell by todays images that I’m home again, home again?
I would hope that my home, Boston, is finding a solution to homelessness, which is something my friend Maria and I talked about again and again during my recent visit to Portland, Oregon. Hope again, hope again about an important issue that hits home.
Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “home again, home again.”
I also find this:
I’m grateful again to be home again, home again, here and now, with YOU.
The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally 
I’ve been to Boston a few times, but never got to Portland. I love Seattle, but I know that those two cities are like Boston and New York.
I think you would love Portland!
I’ve always wanted to visit there. Love the Dandy Warhols
Great to see you home again, Ann, filling my morning eyes with friendly Massachusetts sights.
Thanks for your friendship, Mark.
I see that Joan had a bag packed and was ready to go.
Joan is ready for everything, again and again.
Joan wasn’t going to let you sneak out of the house again, was she! 🙂
Joan rules this home!
so many signs of a homecoming for you: the animal family is staying close, the wonderful meal made at home, the outdoor beauty – all sure signs
Thanks for making every place feel more like home, beth.
I used to think home was wherever you hang your hat but now I think it’s more important that it’s the place where you hang with your cats.
Or your Dalmatians!
It’s nice of you to share that, Derrick!