(pics; our garlic, our bed, our kitchen table, our 80 Mile Beach-shell mobile, our raspberries).

Freshly Miss Jazzy cut flowers on the kitchen table.

Showering without thongs.

Our own farm produce.

Hot running water at the sink.

Our own eggs.

Reading.

Not bumping into each other all the time.

Sunlight streaming in through clean windows (thanks R xx).

Space.
The dishwasher.
Familiarity.
Not having to hunt for four one dollar coins whenever I want to do the laundry.
Walking around nudie-rudie.
Not going anywhere.
Berry picking every day.
Our own bed.
How happy the girls are with their classes and teachers for next year.
How calm and content the girls seem to be.
Reading Pippi Longstocking together every night.
The space we are starting to feel on day three of the great declutter.
The quiet nights without TV.
Walking in the bush.
Meal planning.
Using the bits of crockery we bought on the trip.
Looking forward to Friday night-family movie night.
That feeling you get when you chuck out ten years of odd socks.
Rediscovering old favourites.
Knitting.
Home.

I'm hoping your home is a wonderful place to be right now.

Bye! xx