This first challenge was a tough one. Home, of course, can be a place, a person, a feeling, or it can be all or none of these. Of me, home is many places, many things, many people. The day I received this challenge I was on my way to my winter home on the desert at Quartzsite Arizona, and that made for an appropriate photo, though here again, I found so many choices. What really feels like home to me is the scent of the creosote bushes after an infrequent rain. Clear and green, it has nothing to do with the tarry substance used to preserve construction timbers. We arrived three days after the challenge was issued, and finally have access to somewhat regular internet, so here is my home.