I read somewhere that having fruit trees makes you a truly landed person- but I'd like to put forth the argument that a waffle iron can do the trick just as well...
Every once in a while there's a moment when I feel, "Yes. This is my home and it is perfect." Such an occasion happened this morning, the occasion of the first batch of waffles from my hand-me-down waffle iron. I adore waffles, but finding good ones at restaurants, let alone finding good vegan ones, has proved highly frustrating. But now- fresh, hot, perfect, & cheap, in the comfort of my own home! Add hot tea in the ninja mug from Jenn, my splurge of a subscription to Vogue, and my new hand-me-down Ikea coffee table, and that's breakfast, and suddenly, bliss, thanks to the perfect combination of chance and choice.
What elements, or moments, have made you feel like you're truly home, even in a temporary, rented home? A cheap celebratory bottle of "Champagne" in your grandma's antique glasses? Just enough space & dishes to cook Thanksgiving dinner for friends?
Image: Tess Wilson