Bloggosphere, it has been forever. You know how when life happens your blog suffers? My darling cat needed a medical procedure recently so he required more love and nurturing, plus I’ve been freelance Editorial Styling at zulily so have been juggling the demands.
This weekend I found myself on the street I grew up and with all the memories that can be found in this place, it made me think of the jazz song, On the Street Where You Live.
Where did you grow up? What memories come flooding back when you step foot in your old neighborhoods?