Home is...

Home is… Home is the sweet smell of pine in the air while lights twinkle brightly Home is the cool crisp air hitting my face while I skate with ease. Home is beautiful icy sculptures and ginormous tall igloos. Home is a tiny cute groundhog popping out of its burrow. Home is the sweet smell of flowers and the quiet splash of a beautiful fountain. Home is the high-pitched peeping of small tadpoles on a rainy night. Home is small chirping chickadees in a bush as I walk past some deer. Home is the salty smell of sea water in the air as people talk. Home is the delicious smell of lobster while we have some tasty rolls. Home is a majestic osprey flying down and catching a fish. Home is the smell of wild blueberries being made into a sweet jam. Home is beautiful red, orange, and yellow leaves falling down from the trees. Home is lovely artwork outside in the chilly air. Home is the sweet taste of a fresh apple that I just picked. Home is Nova Scotia.