Starting from where I began

I am here  on Bissell Cove in Rhode Island where I look out the window at cormorants skimming over the top of the water, where egrets hang out in trees, looking like Christmas ornaments, where herons glide in as soft as a sigh and hover just before dropping down to poke around for a meal. It's home to me and my neighbors, waterfowl and human, four footed wildlife and birds of every color and size. Yes, this is home. Why ever would I leave it?