I don't even know where to start.
I'm not sure I can possibly do the weekend justice.
The setting was spectacular.
Can you see the house, there, in the trees?
Up the long, rough, granite steps.
To the porch with its wobbly railing.
There are still some flowers.
The bar is just to the right.
Have a seat at the table.
The kitchen is wonderful - K did not hit his head.
But this is the best spot in that room.
Can you see how I cannot describe it?
The sun streams in and you're just off the main street but all alone.
I had the radio on all day while K fished and I'd move from sunlit spot to cozy nook.
The stream gurgled and splashed just below.
Another amazing spot.
There were hidden treasures.
There were enchanting corners.
And beautiful carpets.
I've never stayed anyplace like it.
We had an extraordinarily good time.
I'm plotting a return.