... I close the shutters of the cottage and through the big window on the landing - the window that used to be the doorway into the hayloft - I can see in the dark north western sky Venus, Jupiter and a red crescent moon low on the horizon of Monsieur F's field where he will shortly be planting maize.
As I close the shutters to the small window on the other side of the landing, the one that looks towards the south, through the branches of the lime trees I can just see Orion's Belt.
The air is mild and the night is clear. We are in for a week of warm, sunny weather and this is the last night we will sleep in the cottage.
Tomorrow we will move back to the house for the summer and the cottage will become once again the place where our friends stay.