My 5 Senses of Home

What are your 5 senses of home? For me, the senses of home are when I see my 8 mini Lemieuxs waiting for me to groom them, my mom cooking, and my dad being silly. I feel warmth, loved, and happy. I taste my nan’s fresh, homemade cookies and warm butter chicken. I smell the leather of a 13 year old saddle, my mom’s lavender candle and my comfort perfume between my special stuffy’s ears. I hear my mom typing on her laptop and my horse neighing when I walk in the paddock.