The desire for homely things runs deep within the soul. We are rightly drawn in by the familiarity and warmth of home: that place which evokes the memory of old friends and the echoes of our innocent, younger selves. Home—at least in its most wholesome and proper expression—gifts us the comfortability found in the resonance of friendly sounds and smells, or the rituals and habits which orient our feet and give us confidence to venture out amidst the world. A home is to be treasured, and it is drastically different from a mere house.