She uses the idea of home and reconstructs it to the basics. Like everything she seems to do in her writing, her home and others is inspected at close range. Its Physically and intellectually absurd. I can imagine Gretel getting on her hands and knees to inspect the lichen on the surface of the granite boulder covered in green and black . Noticing how there home is so much smaller than ours and inspecting a smaller type of life.
Life is something that seems to be an amazing concept.
With equality comes a sense of holinesssacred or secular of every animate and inanimate thing. Her admiration of home is equal at every level of life. The home of a bear is equally important to the home of an ant. Similar to the ideas of Thoreau. It amazes me that she can see a boulder crashing down her walls and say that it was a perfectly natural event, and in a way, was expected.