In all my travels coming home always feels…right. I love knowing that this little place is my home, where the dust settles, the lawn grows, and my little personal keepsakes are scattered. It is cozy in the winter, vibrant in the spring, relaxing in the summer and earthy in the fall. It isn’t a mansion or a king’s palace but it is home. And although I love to “come home” the adventures outside my door intrigue me so that once again I am off exploring!