When I think of a dream home, I often think of bilbo baggins's “bag end” from tolkein. It's always seemed ideal, both because of the warm cottage colors and shapes, but also because it's incredibly beautiful and messy at the same time. I feel like I would make a good hobbit, and would find deep joy from sitting at bilbo's aged writing desk to create and express. If ever anyone wondered what my ideal dwelling would look like, let it be known, it would be a hobbit hole.
