The View from Here: serenity in the rain

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 guests’ arrival – ready to watch the day unfold. Continue reading “The View from Here: serenity in the rain”

The View from Here: sitting on the sofa

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.

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The View from Here: silence and stars. The story begins

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”