What i consider Home.

Home. My abode always smells like jasmine tea! So, whenever I have Jasmine tea that’s what I get reminded of. My dwelling isn’t just my home, it’s a sanctuary, a piece of love and care, a haven. To me, my humble abode isn’t just a place for cover, it’s a memory maker, it's part of me! The rivers in your home are like a mirror, showing you, and your reflection. The woods we may see every day are like hoods overlapping, never quite finishing.