This is the front door to our London home. A kind friend from church sent me a picture of a rainbow drawn by her daughter after I confessed how much I was loving them right now.

I was asked recently where was home for me. I guess it’s in the United Kingdom at the moment. But somewhere over the rainbow, and across the seas, there’s a home we left behind in Australia that calls to me.

Via the Daily Post Photo Challenge #102: Home

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