It's home. Creamy walls, high ceilings, heated floors, open space, secondhand furniture, snow falling gently like feathers outside my window, a pot of tea, a vintage cup and saucer, scented candles, jazz, soup simmering on the stove, a lazy day spent lounging on my daybed near the fire with a stack of books and my iPad.

It's Opie, sleepy and purring atop the borrowed pillow I keep meaning to return, but that he's claimed as his own :)