Sometimes I really Miss Home

You think a lot about home when you don't yourself have a physical home. We have stuff stockpiled all over the world.

But stuff isn't home.

It's the shared experiences
and memories.
It's the boiled potatoes
and blueberries.
It's Volvos on the streets of London.

How do you describe home?

One picture does not do it justice.

Yet...
it does.

I miss that home, too.