Some say home is where the heart is, for some it’s where the art is, or maybe it’s where you find peace or joy or soul. Or all of the above. Or maybe not. Maybe it’s only a place to drop in before heading off on the next great adventure. Maybe your home feels too small or too blah or too cold or too old, or not old enough, or just not-quite-right. But, regardless, I do hope it gives you some sanctuary and respite. I hope it’s a safe haven for you and yours. I hope you’ve eaten wonderful meals in it, laughed intensely with friends in it, danced on its floors or its tables until the sun came up...