The view from here is picture-postcard pretty: tangles of tiny lanes …
After a few hours’ work yesterday, exhaustion set in. We were both tired, an understandable reaction perhaps, after the intensity of recent days. The rain continued and we settled into a comfortable slump for the rest of the day. I dozed on the sofa; I dozed in the bath; I dozed in front of the tv. And still I slept deeply when bedtime finally arrived. Much-needed rest.
This morning I woke late – after B; and had my first cup of tea brought to me in bed. Lovely! Energy levels were restored, even if the weather was not. Continue reading “The View from Here: making peace with Dora”
I could die happily here, lost in this view.
Sunday April 3rd
Another restful sleep; I’m sleeping so very well here. Awake soon after 5, but the room was dark, the bed was warm and comfy; it was easy to stay snuggled under the duvet. B woke early too though. We chatted for a bit and I was up before 6.30 – ahead of our avian feeders arriving – ready to watch the day unfold. Continue reading “The View from Here: serenity in the rain”
The view from here – from sitting on my sofa – is grey and green and gloomy. And I love it.
Saturday April 2nd
It is 7.15am. I woke a couple of hours ago; I’m sitting here – on our sofa – enjoying my second cup of tea; the silence broken only by the birds on the balcony and Harricat purring. I am ready for what feels like our first proper day in our new lives. And I feel like I’m the luckiest person alive.
Continue reading “The View from Here: sitting on the sofa”
The view from here is inky black. If I turn off the lights the sky is spangled with stars.
Friday April 1st
It will shortly be 5 am. I have been up since 3.30, awake since 1.00, and I am sitting here, in an empty room, in an empty house, bubbling with happiness. Continue reading “The View from Here: silence and stars. The story begins”