For me, moving from Jersey to rural Virginia was a significant change; everything was different. Close to nine years have gone by, and I have learned to appreciate the natural beauty surrounding me. I miss many things about Jersey, and I think these will always be in my heart; however, home is what you make of it, and how you receive the blessing of another day. This Summer has been particularly very hot, with the exception of last week, which offered autumnal temperatures. I have never been a fan of weather that is too hot or humid, or of the sun; I prefer cooler temperatures, and I don’t like to spend too much time in the sun. I have never been a sun-bathing person; even as a kid growing up in Puerto Rico, I avoided the sun. My husband loves the sun and prefers Summer to any other season. With only a few more weeks of Summer, I find myself thinking of all the lovely things that I will not see around once this season gives way to another. Such things as Mama Deer with her babies, Mama Crows raising families together, and crows playing in the rain, all kinds of unexpected critters, giant mushrooms popping up everywhere, tending the garden and enjoying its offerings, unique butterflies, the first leaf that turns red, and so much more.

It all speaks of Home Sweet Home. Home is in the details.