The cottage is quite still

It’s ten o’clock and Danny has disappeared to bed. Dr Quito is snoring gently in a basket at my feet. The wood burning stove has at least another hour of life and it’s snug in the kitchen.
Years ago I wouldn’t have dreamt of staying in on a Saturday night. Now I love it. With the Read More »
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