Finding Home

Let's put it here.  No...not there.  Here.

My friends and family know I like to change things up.  Feeling what home feels like.  Home in the seacoast of New England.  A cooler climate.

Dried stargazer stems from North Carolina, a fallen branch in New Hampshire, hydrangeas in a flower pot that changes its color with the seasons and the moves, a different space, new art work. A new home that is getting not so new, but feels more familiar.

More art work.  Framed.  Maybe a painted oar above this?

I'm sitting opposite the sleep sofa.  In a while I will have the computer desk area figured out.  But not today.
Today, I am more than happy to have these paintings up.  Thanks to my dear friend who hung them for me.  At $5 a frame, hanging these is more than art work. It's a dang skill.  I am grateful.

Remembering summer.

Remembering the weeks before my furniture arrived.

Remembering my friend who sent me those gorgeous flowers!  It is the little things in life that make us so appreciative.  Things that fill our hearts.  Always.

Same room. Furnished.

A bit warmed up, huh?

I think I am...finding home.