Living in basically one room through the cold months, living with less, more time to look at what we live with. Mom and Dad have always been on the mantle. I notice them there now. More often.
We shuffled things around and moved the couch near the fire. It folds out. We tidy a lot. Clutter makes a space seem smaller.
A couch works well as a design wall. I witness how slowly a small space has morphed into more of a small Place. Considering the difference between space and place.
Place is something more like home. One might notice how space becomes that, Place, so quickly. Shaped by care and need. The simple beauty in that.
That's the other side of Magic Cloth 2 in the last picture. I will sit here and finish the Magic feather Cloth I call Home.
