What I love most about being outside the city, either in rural areas or suburbia, is the sound of people working on their homes. The lawn being mowed, the leaves being blown, single hammers rhythmically aiming for that head of the nail, sprinklers buzzing and twirling, and a stray cat puss-n-boots with mittens and all, showing up at the door, speaking cat-language, and actually thinking you know what she is saying. The sound of her munching on some left over salmon and you realize you have a friend for life. Your home is most often your largest personal financial investment in your life. Take care of it. I love being home.