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Nothing makes me appreciate home as much as taking a vacation. :) Of course home is mostly being with the people you love, not a place.
But it IS a place too.
When Paul and I started out, we lived in a house he bought before we met, in a Jefferson County neighborhood that was a little too close to the place where I went to high school.
Before we were even married, we bought 40 acres on Beaver Creek Mountain in St. Clair County and soon built a house in the center of it. Talk about secluded! And we had these marvelous mountain views... we lived there for 5 years before deciding to move for better schools and to be closer to Paul's work. It was such a tough thing to leave that place! The things we do for our kids...
|our 20 year house|
But no place has felt like home to me the way our current home does, here in rural Blount County.
|"Love Shack" art,|
complete with 2 blue birds (!),
a found treasure from Key West.
I love how it's a little wonky -
just like us!
Since we've moved in, we've wanted to give the place a more formal name. I guess we have, sort-of. We (well mostly I) call it the Happy Rabbit Hideaway. (The house came with quite a few real and not-real rabbits.)
To carry on the naming thing, my studio is The Purple Horse Poetry Studio and Music Room. (The name traveled with us from the last house... turns out creative studios move right along with their creators.)
|the Easter Porch|
So anyway, maybe a home is not just the people you love, maybe it's a place you can name?
Thank you for reading! Looking forward to reading everyone else's thoughts about home!