Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Well, it's sure not Oz, but it is home.

BoBo sent me this picture this afternoon. It is of a town very near to where I live, one that I consider part of the larger "home" that is home. Though I consistently gripe about the weather here from about November until, oh, May, I really don't think I'd want to live anywhere else. Nearly everyone I love is here, I have a Yankee sensibility that probably wouldn't fly anywhere else, and, well, I'm comfortable here.

That's really what home should be, isn't it?