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The warm welcoming hugs the soft touch of my family’s skin touching me filled with lots of funny,silly, and fun experiences filled inside of my head. Horses are a meaning of home to me because they remind me of my grandma that passed away and her farm . The water and the Mountains are very important to me because I get memories from hikes with my mom and fishing with my dad too! I can smell the stinky smelly wet cow droppings and horse droppings. Fresh steaming hot hamburger soup with fresh veggies chopped up finely sliced into my dads special hamburger soup. The warm sparky hot burning campfire with marshmallows being roasted golden brown on the fire, experiences of camping, the warm smooth fluffy touch of horse hide. The soft cat fur touched me by my super kind cats, the touch of blooming beautiful shades of green, the bristling with prickly touch of evergreen branches. Taste of a soft spongy with the white as snow icing of my mothers sliced special Christmas cherries put in the cake. Hearing the soft mews of my fluffy wet nosed cats chatting to me Hearing of the ruff whistling whooshing wind. The sound of grunts and neighs, the hooves clicking and clapping on the concrete road. The smell of dumplings being cooked then steamed to light golden brown dipped in soy sauce.