Tag: home is where the house is

  • Spring came

    Spring came

    When we had just bought the house, the tree in the courtyard barely had any leaves. Little green sprouts peaked along the branches but they were mostly still bare, as it was still winter. The sliding door looking out the courtyard had the biggest windows and I could always see this tree every time I…

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  • Five years of firsts

    Five years of firsts

    The roller blinds were pulled down but sunlight was spilling through the edges of the window. It was warm under the duvet and when I pulled my hand out to check the surface of our quilt, it wasn’t damp. It was a huge upgrade from the humid mornings at our old rental and a deep,…

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