Every morning, as I walk the country road outside my door, I am greeted by the changing seasons: the fog, sunrises, snow, and sunny days. My feet hitting the dirt settles something in my soul. This is my home. No matter where I go or what I do. It will always be there for me to walk and remember. It is my place, your place, our place. A place of peace. A place of connection. A place to call home, leave our worries, and enjoy all its glories and wonders.