Snow in the junipers outside the window. Two tiny, golden trees on the inside. Next to them a cutting from my ancient hoya plant in the green McCoy pot that Grandma Esther gave me. The decorative metal tile in a dark shade of red that keeps getting moved around because I don't know where it belongs. A dark green votive holder with pine tree and star cut-outs. In the foreground, the lovely wind chimes Sue gave me as a housewarming gift. And just behind them, the agate chimes Mom gave me years ago. Having windowsills deep enough to set things on has given me a whole new decorating opportunity. This house is beginning to truly feel like home.
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