It has come to my attention yet again, that I love "home".... and all that it represents. The place where our furry, feathery family and my books and slippers.... and my crafty stuff are. *sigh.
Weekends just aren't long enough.
I noticed today that i can see my favorite corner of the kitchen, reflected in the bathroom mirror.....
Even my wet hat drying on the tub faucets seemed pretty today.... despite the gray skies and rain.
I spent some time redecorating my mouse hole today; you cant' do that from work.
and later.... when I'm the going up the stairs to bed, and the house is quiet and everyone is nestling in to sleep; I will, as always, gaze up and smile at the warm glow of my "antique" lamp that lights my way.