Lately, I’ve been noticing actual items here in my world where the screen door slams in the summer and we all use the big heavy door that opens and closely quickly in winter. If it isn’t quick enough, there will be a vocal slam.

Mostly, I suppose, it’s the hominess that I’m aware of overall – nothing chic, nothing really matching, mementos of the past stuck here and there, on a wall or windowsill. Essence of Norman Rockwell might come close to summarizing it.

The embroidery above is just a small thing, and when I’m not photographing it, it rests on the horizontal part of a window sash.