comforts of home

i like putting the baby to bed and taking a hard cider to the basement for late-night laundry.
i like the cardinals and bluejays who visit the backyard every morning.
i like showering by candlelight just before bed.
i like putting clean dishes away in orderly stacks.
i like the golden glow of my white oak floors in morning sunlight.
i like the patterns of shadow from the Japanese honeysuckle on the shades in the nursery at M's naptime.
i like our humming refrigerator's constant rhthym.
i like dusting lamps and picture frames.
i like giving drinks to cheery green houseplants.
i like the eager forsythia that i trimmed incorrectly.
i like to lounge in the Adirondack chairs out back in the sunshine on warm days.
i like snuggling down in bed with a warm husband, and a cat to keep my feet toasty.
i like my furniture.
i like the colors of the walls in every light and every season.
i like home. it's where i feel most safe and tranquil.

i will miss this house someday.