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This was a weekend work trip with colleagues to the province. I love the sumptuous meals in the hall above the floating cottages by the river and the houses among the trees where we slept at night. But the best part was going home. I'm not a fan of packing up but if it's to go home, then I happily pack pronto! 

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  1. Hi Hazel,

    Yep, there's no place like home; I'm glad you're there. Thanks for sharing this interesting blue.

    Have a Happy Blue Monday!

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  2. Nice scenes from your holiday.
    Long time... hope you are doing good. :)

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  3. It must be beautiful there. Love the photo's

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  4. Terrific photos! am always happy to visit and see what everyone is up to. I like this post. Made me smile. I appreciate your visit too. enjoy the week and come back to see me soon. Thanks for sharing. Hugs, Anne

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  5. Fabulous photos! I’m not sure going home is the best part of my trip, but I really want to go home soon when the whole plan of the trip is finished.

    Yoko

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  6. Just gorgeous place and beautiful pictures !

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  7. Yup I wonder why after a very good vacation we end up wanting to be home!! Beautiful shots!

    Thank you for joining Water World Wednesday
    Kim,USA

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  8. That's the wonder; and the point! :)

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  9. Heading home again is always the best part of a trip! Thank you for coming by and commenting on my blog!

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  10. It sounds like you had a wonderful trip, Hazel! I agree -- it is always so good to return home!

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  11. Thank you for sharing your trip to the province... such wonderful scenes!

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