"The entry sets the agenda of a home: it tells visitors what they can expect as they proceed farther in. In my home, it is a hill of size 14 boots piled near the shoe cabinet, not inside it, a thousand various pink backpacks stuffed with pocket change, fast-food toys, and ballet shoes that hang from hooks under the powdered noses of my grandmothers’ pearl-earringed portraits. The guts of the day’s delivery packages are stacked on the table that was intended to hold a neat tray of mail, proof of our finer nature, but here we are. The scent is citrus and peonies–and it is the smell of the fun people that live here and the daily treasures from the outside world they deemed valuable enough to bring home." - Erin
