Not too long ago, Kevin and I moseyed back to my hometown to visit.
My nephew wowed us with his scooter skills.
MacDuff made it quite clear how much he hates his leash.
And we looked at my mom's four garden plots.
Of course, I had to stop and say hi to the ladies while we were there. I even made a couple of them let me hold them.
We picked delicious blackberries (that we are still finishing off).
And I got ridiculously excited about picking radishes.
So tell me: What does "going back home" include for you?
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