Thursday, April 23, 2015
One house in sight.
I prefer the view above.
There is life there .. beauty and music and movement and laughter .
I was never bored in Buenos Aires .. there was always something happening.
I felt safe, I loved my neighbors and they took such sweet care of us .. being sure we knew what was going on with our building and neighborhood goings on.
Our neighbors on the street all insisted on coming out and petting Pup whenever they saw us walking with him.
He just loved everything, he was so happy there .. so was my husband ... so was I.
They were Very Good Years, the time we spent in Buenos Aires.