Home amongst the daffy-dils

Two years ago if someone had asked me what home looked like, I would have a very different answer. Since I moved to Memphis, I have met some wonderful people, but it doesn’t really feel like home.

For the last year, each day has started and ended with a walk in the park with my sweet Coe. No matter how bad the day is, as soon as I step into the park, it is magically washed away. Other than the copious number of photos of cocktails I’ve taken in the past year, Shelby Farms Park is where I’ve taken most of my pictures since coming to Memphis.

I took this picture this weekend; two of my most favorite things in the world, that make me feel at home, no matter where I am.

Published by Lula Harp

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15 thoughts on “Home amongst the daffy-dils

  1. Aw, I totally get what you mean. We have a dog too and she somehow is the essence of our home as our family conversations always seem to revolve around her! 🙂 Looks like a beautiful park and Coe is so cute!

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