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For Magaly’s Prose Pantry with the theme Away From Home. And under 313 words.  I did under 250 words.

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“It is a big world, full of things that steal your breath and fill your belly with fire…But where you go when you leave isn’t as important as where you go when you come home.” – Lindsay Eagar, Hour of the Bees

As much as I love adventure and new things, the thing I like best about being away from home is coming home. I love sleeping in my own bed with my toys and cats around me. The familiar sounds of family moving about the house, fixing breakfast, doing laundry, cleaning, talking and laughing, the comfortable smells. I still feel that way. I have travelled the world over and had a hell of a time doing it. Late nights on the Ginza, early mornings riding in Hyde Park letting the horse have its head, sucking up a bowl of stone grounds grits with sun yellow butter in Charleston, sneaking into a restaurant kitchen in Philadelphia and helping wash dishes.   But again, I like returning home the best.

I sit on my back porch with an espresso looking at the bees going to and from their hive. I wonder if they feel the same. A busy day of pollen gathering sometimes miles away. I wonder if they enjoy getting back in their hive and sleeping. The hawks that drift in the sky, butterflies floating, the cicada that burrows up through the dirt to trundle about the ground, his belly tymbals opening up and beating quickly for his would-be mate. Even the sun returns among the stars to sleep.

 

17 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Mary
    Jul 07, 2019 @ 13:38:18

    I understand exactly what you are saying. Being away from home is wonderful and exciting. There are so many adventures in the world to experience, but that first step back into one’s home, the familiar and friendly surroundings, after one has been away is such a joy!

    I loved all the detail you included about sitting on your back porch and watching and contemplating the world outside. Yes, that is life. Yes, this is home!

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  2. Magaly Guerrero
    Jul 07, 2019 @ 13:58:21

    I love the quote and the way your prose expands on it. Travel is fantastic and delicious because we get to come home to delight in the memories, while enjoying the comfort of space and animals and plants and things we love. The ending is wonderfully warm… and so true.

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  3. Julian
    Jul 07, 2019 @ 14:37:39

    I certainly enjoyed reading your prose.

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  4. sanaarizvi
    Jul 07, 2019 @ 15:25:57

    I absolutely agree ❤️ while traveling has its charms it’s the feeling one gets after returning home that really makes an impact 😀 Especially love the image of; “The hawks that drift in the sky, butterflies floating, the cicada that burrows up through the dirt to trundle about the ground.”

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  5. map195
    Jul 07, 2019 @ 16:37:49

    wonderful share…

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  6. Sherry Blue Sky
    Jul 07, 2019 @ 16:50:47

    This is exactly how I feel. Wherever I live, my trailer, or rooms, are my sanctuary, full of soft blankets, incense, candles, and wolfy eyes watching me from the walls. I have to pry myself out to go places and love coming home the most. While away, I love knowing it is waiting for me…….

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  7. rothpoetry
    Jul 07, 2019 @ 17:10:47

    You are right… there is no place like home and your own bed!

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  8. Sumana Roy
    Jul 08, 2019 @ 01:00:30

    Homecoming is always sweet; to be wrapped with comfort of familiarity makes life worth living.

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  9. Rosemary Nissen-Wade
    Jul 08, 2019 @ 02:31:33

    Such an enjoyable read, particularly the end, with all the richness of sitting on your own back porch. As for me, I love my home dearly and my feet don’t itch – yet when I have travelled (overseas rather than just Australia) I felt that if only someone would keep funding me, I’d happily keep going forever!

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  10. kim881
    Jul 08, 2019 @ 04:01:39

    I love the way you’ve taken the truth and wisdom of the quote and run with it in your prose, Toni. I feel exactly the same way about coming home and you’ve expressed that feeling eloquently. You know I’m with you with regard to our own beds and cats, but I also agree about the familiar sounds, not just of family but also the garden. You’re lucky and brave to have your own bees – I love the sound of a couple of bees, but I can’t image what a whole hive would sound like!

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  11. oldegg
    Jul 08, 2019 @ 07:35:38

    How true there is nothing quite like the relaxing feel of entering you own door and to know you are safe and sound. Beautiful written Toni.

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  12. Lisa at Greenbow
    Jul 08, 2019 @ 07:57:48

    I feel this every time I return home. There is no place like home. There is nothing like an exhausting fun filled trip to remind us.

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  13. Khaya Ronkainen
    Jul 08, 2019 @ 13:20:13

    Oh, I know the feeling! Nothing beats coming home after being away from home. Delightful story.

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  14. Charmed Chaos
    Jul 08, 2019 @ 17:13:34

    This is so delightful and has a perfect ending!

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  15. Gillena Cox
    Jul 09, 2019 @ 14:54:24

    Oh what a nostalgic feelin this story gives me and I luv so much the image in your last line.

    Have a good week

    much love…

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  16. Susie Clevenger
    Jul 09, 2019 @ 15:31:10

    Ah travel, it has its glamour and excitement, but there is nothing stronger than the lure of home, the beautiful spot of love and comfort.

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