Home - despite the icy path and banks of snow beside it, what I see is a glow of warmth. It has been a long day - a second day of giving workshops - and nothing looks so wonderful as my own front door - the entrance to my haven. I know that inside I'll find my favourite spot to sit, to put my feet up. My cats will cosy up to me, providing me with a fur "throw" whether I want it or not. Here I can cast away the public persona, no longer putting out the energy a performance (aka workshop) requires. Just sit, and let my energy reserves replenish in the serenity of home.