Hmmm. I have never given it any thought, honestly. I have been taking it for granted.
So what is home?
Home is where you can see the blue sky among the soaring trees.
The fluffy white clouds.
Home is where the pretty blossoms delight your eyes and lighten up your soul. And you said to yourself “how pretty”!
Home is where I infuse herbs with oils and turn it into salve for healing.
Home is where a gnawed dog bone rests among those sprawling weeds.