Home is where the hearth is...
This is in the family room at Nana's house this morning right when the sun came pouring in the windows. At Christmas, Papa and Uncle Bob could be found there telling jokes with their heads falling back in laughter, or various cousins standing up there performing Jingle Bells, or all of us piled on there for the dreaded (and now cherished) group pictures. At Easter we used to have to line up in front with our baskets before The Hunt in the front yard. Some variation of us have to sit there each holiday or birthday or any group gathering more than of about 7 since even with all the cushy chairs and the couch and even the table and chairs in the corner, it can get crowded. It's home, to me.
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