I arrived on Monday and have brought terrible weather with me. I think the Vacation Angel knows that I need rain and wind to keep me indoors to write.
The cottage is one of several rental properties on a lovely piece of land that is stewarded by Ben and April Bennett. April is a professional gardener and it shows in the lovingly cared for plants, bushes, and trees. Flowers!
Ben is a musician and artist and it shows in his kind treatment of friends, children, and strangers. Ditto for April. I have landed in a magical space with beautiful people.
It is a one room house with a bathroom that has a great shower and, occasionally, Gary and Mary Shelly.
Today, the temperature is 56 F*ing degrees which is 13 C*ing degrees. It is raining with wind gusts up to 49 miles per hour. I am hunkered down in my den of retirement ADHD.
I am working on another jigsaw puzzle that I found in the library.
I found this book that has some of my favorite artists. When I see a painting that I have seen in a museum, in person, I am gratified and pleased with my life. Again.
I have reread and edited ten chapters of my little book. I thought that there were seven so I was happy. I am hoping to end the novel here in the Jingle House. In life and in the book.
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