As the cold air settles in, I find myself gravitating to certain areas in the house. On sunny weekend afternoons, it’s my writing nook. I’ve mentioned this space in a previous post, but this year it feels extra warm and toasty.
Last year at this time, we were dealing with the aftermath of a burst pipe and the water damage left behind. Workmen, ladders, dust and ripped up flooring invaded some of my favorite writing spots, including my nook. I was forced to write in tiny areas outside of the construction zone.
Recently as I entered the nook, the warmth from the late autumn sun greeted me and I felt at home. After months of writing on the patio, when the weather cooperated, on the dining room table, or at my larger desk in my office, everything felt right, back in my nook.
I’m not a fan of winter, so I seek comfort in this cozy little corner of our home. I did a quick dusting and went to work. Several hours later, I emerged from the nook. I had written two blog posts and a rough draft of a short story I plan to submit, but not until I spend several more hours in the nook editing.
Is there a place in your home where you gravitate to at certain times of the year?