...a place apart
I like to think I can write my stuff just about anywhere, and I have, but here's where I do it best. A place apart but not away, out of traffic, with enough openings to smell baking bread in the kitchen or to glimpse a dear face passing by and say, "I love you."
I think she loves me too. Not only does she tell me so, but she bought this rug to cheer my space. The best part of any trip is coming home.