The street I live on is dirty, my building is not well-maintained, but once I step inside my apartment and am greeted by this sweet little bird, all is well...A birthday gift made by a dear friend at the very beginning of our friendship, this light switch plate has graced my (tiny) entryway for two years. The second I flip the switch, I feel that lovely sense of, "Ah...home".
What is the first thing you see upon entering your home? Was it placed there intentionally? Or is your welcome not from a beloved object but from a dog (someday!), or a radio kept on the classical station, or a particular scent, or twinkly lights on a timer?
Image: Tess Wilson