Thursday, June 3, 2010


In my mind I'm there right now hearing nothing but the cry of a lonely sea-bird, the hiss of water rushing over the cobbles and the whistle of the kettle telling me it's time for tea.


Lynda said...

Makes me feel very insignificant in a land so vast and beautiful!

katielizabeth said...

And the sound of pages turning from the chair in the corner where your friend Katie is nestled, reading a fabulous story and drinking hot chocolate.