It's our last day at this heavenly house, and so I took a wee dander outside accompanied by a cuppa tea and Casey to admire the charm of its garden. I love the hand-woven fence that looks like it's straight out of Braveheart, the swirly tendrils of green-tinged vines growing, bright red sticks of a shrub that are so lovely they don't need leaves and the content cat sunning herself in a window. I made a new collage/painting this weekend that is a fitting word: be. What a wonderful weekend of be-ing.
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