Home. 

A sanctury, a place of our own, a feeling that no matter what happens out there... you'll always have somewhere for you (if you're lucky). 

Coming home is a particular feeling, one of anticipated peace and freedom. I love that sense of shutting the door behind me knowing that the rules no longer apply and that what I say now goes. We're not all the boss of our whole homes, maybe just a bedroom will do or master of the garage, queen of the bathtub...

We're thinking about the wonders of a home. What's important, what's the recipe the gives you that homely feel, why we need our retreats so much in our crazy busy lives. There doesn't seem to be a rule of thumb for any of our questions. It seems that home really is what YOU make of it.

It makes sense really, if you can't be yourself at home then where can you be? And every home is unique, just like we are...