I take the clean duvet covers and pillow cases down off the washing line. They are warm, dry and full of sunshine.
I close the door of the cottage and turn to walk the track back up to the house. Beyond the rustling field of sun-scorched maize, a distant tractor draws a plough.
A week is so little time together, after so many months of anticipation.
I quite agree with you. You plan, prepare, clean and cook then suddenly it's all over.
ReplyDeleteHoep you enjoyed your week - the weather wasn't too bad was it?
Sue
yes, we're near the end of a week with family and friends on Cape Cod. so long anticipated and so quickly over.
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