The light is what guides you home, the warmth is what keeps you there.
Home at last! Boston was a good place to visit and while I probably wouldn't mind living there ... for a while ... this is home. The back porch light shined like a beacon to greet me, but I gotta tell ya, it ain't too warm inside at the moment. My bedside thermometer says 39 so I am going to make this short and sweet 'cuz my fingers are freezing!
Today's good stuff?
Sleeping in my own bed --- even if I need a dozen blankets to stay toasty.