March 13, 2016
As my husband and I seek a new home I think of ivy. When planted at a home it takes off and spreads out to every inch of the home. It grows in all directions like the people living there. My first home with my boys father was a stone home circa 1756. The ivy grew thick on the southern exposed wall. It reminded me and my sons of a baseball stadium (baseball is life) with three sons 🙂 Like the ivy….the family grew and flourished everywhere. My sons come and go from the home like ivy.