Was at the Market shop yesterday working the floor as well as playing with displays and this came about. I am calling it, The Poetry of Home. For all of us, our home, be it a room or a sprawling compound (both of which hold equal meaning) over these last months has taken on even greater importance. As do the things that we choose to fill them with. My advice to all is have in them only the things you truly love. Objects that inspire you, bring you joy, conjure up a heartwarming recollection, or simply things that make your eyes happy. If you have surrounded yourself in that way, that is the poetry of your home.