The second and last week this summer spent living camp life is over. Coming home is not always a carefree process. These picture represent the moments I miss during camp, away from home, away from my children, away from my husband. I am back home now and can soak myself in all the light, the arguments, the happiness, all the playing, all the everyday chores, the cleaning up, the lazying up in the sofa, the cozying in bed in the mornings, having breakfast in our sun-drenched kitchen, just being home with my family.
Words found at Lotta Agaton.
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