Home is...

Being able to breathe. Asthma cleared up within hours of getting to Sweden; I'm still coughing a bit but I don't care, because it doesn't hurt now that I can actually use my lungs properly.

Tea! Lots and lots of tea, whenever I want it, just the way I want it with too much milk and not needing to feel like I'm imposing by asking for it.

Ripe, gorgeous plums falling off the heavily laden plum tree in my garden, and into my mouth as well as plum PIE.

Lovely lovely hatam_soferet staying in my house. She's writing her Torah, right there on my rickety kitchen table! And she's there when I get home, and we can talk and cuddle, and it's worth the effort of making nice meals for two. I generally strongly prefer living on my own, but we understand eachother so well that I have all the advantages of a housemate with none of the annoyances.

( domestic delights )

Missing friends I was lucky enough to see in person last week, but getting my in-computer friends back somewhat makes up for that.