Home once upon a time …
“Home,” he mocked gently.
“Yes, what else but home?
It all depends on what you mean by home.
Of course he’s nothing to us, any more
Than was the hound that came a stranger to us
Out of the woods, worn out upon the trail.”
“Home is the place where, when you have to go there,
They have to take you in.”
From: ‘The Death of the Hired Man‘, by Robert Frost
CYNTHIA D. BERTELSEN 
Thanks, Beth. What are you up to these days? I’m still healing from that terrible eye event of a few months ago, but trying to soldier on in spite of it.
It will be fun to “travel” with you through your photos and see where the road takes us. So appreciate your creativity and ability to capture the unique. Long live Photo 101!
Your husband takes stunning photos, I think. Wonderful that you’re translating the book! Let me know when it’s out, OK? Thanks for the comment.
You take stunning photos, Cynthia. Thank goodness my husband takes care of my food photography! I am pretty hopeless.
I am presently translating Mint Tea and Minarets into French. A new challenge,
Best,
Kitty