Saturday, 14 December 2013

Living Al Fresco

I had regrets at leaving behind a wisteria plant at our previous home and a few fragrant "something or others" which had twisted themselves between the balcony struts. At Coneysthorpe, to my olfactory delight, we have two huge bushes of orange blossom amongst the hydrangea. So when we perch on the veranda after dinner and take in the view, I find my nose twitching "a la Cumin" at the heady fragrance in the breeze.

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