Where is home?

The word ‘home’ has recently started dancing in my head, it all started when the boundary between ‘home’ and ‘work’ becomes very blurry, rendered to be one.   Creating a homely environment is always a joyful project, it can be hard...

Tiny Memories from Home

Some postcards and letters. Dry leaves and stones. A sketch or a journal. A tiny bottle of perfume  or the picture of somebody that is not here anymore.  Is the old box of memories a forgotten habit? A box to be opened during a winter night, while you share a  story...