It is always nice to come home after a long absence. To unpack, do laundry, organise, sleep in your own bed, have long showers, stock up on food, meet up with friends and get updated, and settle back into those daily routines and habits…
The new pen holders (mugs) in the Swedish colours
Two semi-naked women in our bathroom, Venus from Milo (?) I saved from my paternal grandfather’s house when he sold it in 1989, and the photo is from Parc Royal in Brussels. The bracelet is from one of the -stan countries in Central Asia and was given to me by one of my best friends
The last few days I have noticed details in our home that I never really paid attention to before… These are the details that make this apartment our home despite it being rented and mainly furnished by someone else…
Two shells I bought in Chesapeake Bay in Virginia last year
My beach collection is kept in an old glass jar for olives
In another glass jar I have collected corks from wine bottles…
My maternal grandfather drew this picture when he was 12 years old – I really like it despite the simple lines
On the home note, isn’t it interesting that in Latin languages the most common word for home is house (casa / maison)? The Spanish also have the word hogar which means hearth (fireplace).
An Italian bread apron that my parents gave me many years ago when they had visited Italy – nobody could have guessed then that I would live in Italy for a year and even visit Ferrara (where the bread in the picture is from)
Our stainless steel fridge & freezer is not magnetic so I had to find another place to put up our magnets from Canada, Spain, Belgium and Sweden
Cinnamon sticks from Cyprus – decoration and for cooking
At Zaventem, the Brussels’ airport there is a message saying Welcome home in various European languages – it always makes me smile and feel like I am really coming home.
My collection of icons from Russia, and Greece (Meteora) plus San Antonio, the patron saint of Padova where I studied (I never got around to actually check out his tongue (relic) in the cathedral though)!
My great great grandmother, or my maternal grandmother’s maternal grandmother (mormors mormor) made this rug which now covers the floor in our kitchen
Some of my many cds (some of them might be O’s cds) – one of our cd shelves was smashed in the move and O’s Easter project is to rebuild it!
Why don’t you show me which details make your house / apartment your home? Take out the camera and start taking photos of those small things that mean something to you!
An autumn photo of a Santa Barbara vineyard and an orange Atoll candle holder
I have many memories of my maternal grandparents old duvet (orange / red) and even though I have much nicer feather-down duvets I keep holding on to this one! Obviously, it is far too hot to use a duvet in Puerto Rico