Home is the one place in all this world where hearts are sure of each other. It is the place of confidence. It is the place where we tear off that mask of guarded and suspicious coldness which the world forces us to wear in self-defense, and where we pour out the unreserved communications of full and confiding hearts. It is the spot where expressions of tenderness gush out without any sensation of awkwardness and without any dread of ridicule. ~Frederick W. Robertsoni love going home at the end of the work day, or any day for that matter! my safe haven from the demands of my job...the public, co-workers, phones...oh lord, the phones.
sitting on the back deck with my hubby, nice glass of wine, watching the sun move in the sky, it's rays streaming through the trees on it's downward journey...birds chirping....where i feel at peace at the end of my day.
