I sit in my favourite room…it is quiet, apart from the click-click of the heating and my boy laughing upstairs.
I look up from my book and survey this space…
The wooden cats on the windowsill, that everyday, remind me of the beloved and beautiful friend who gave them to me.
Framed and hung on the wall, the piece of sewing created by my son when he was oh so small, reminding me of how tiny his hands were and how hard they must have worked.
Photographs; memories of trips to the beach and people we love.
The wonderful ceramic tile, bought in Portugal, just after we’d eaten delicious cakes from the most beautiful patisserie I have ever been in.
I believe a home should be an extension of what you are, filled with memories and meaningful things that remind you of people you love and special places you have been; your favourite things.
Writing, growing, learning and connecting with February prompt-a-day over at write alm; today’s is ‘my favourite things’.