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Thursday, August 18, 2011
Travelling
Thank you all so much for the lovely wishes and compliments on my birthday. So appreciated. I was a little overwhelmed on this birthday. Grandgirl wrote me a poem which I will frame and hang, wishes and cards and phonecalls kept coming in all day. My cup runneth over mightily, many times. I will treasure each and every single wish. Thank you, fellow bloggers!
We are currently in Trinity Bight staying in a house that is over 100 years old (see picture above but it is now painted dory yellow)and is one of the most beautiful places I have ever stayed in, in my life. I can't find the words. Seriously. I did take pictures but forgot to pack the camera downloady thingamajiggey but hope to share when we get back. The place has got books everywhere. Every corner seems to feature a chaise and throw and there is a wood fireplace in the middle of the parlour surrounded by comfy chairs and a huge sofa. And all the old wood has been exposed. Soft linens and lace blow in the windows, duvets float on the high queen beds, mounded with pillows and soft cotton sheets. Grandgirl has the bedroom with the two windows overlooking the whale (minke and humpback)infested ocean. I just have the one window overlooking the sea, poor Grams.
Grandgirl did a sundance yesterday on a wild windswept beach and swear-ta-gawd didn't the sun come out and it hasn't left us since. Seriously.
The house is on a ledge with a panoramic view. Grandgirl did cartwheels on the meadow on the cliff today in celebration of the weather and our good fortune to be in such a breathtaking spot, surrounded by magnificence, a folk festival, theatre, some possible icebergs approaching and also multi-star restaurants that we are salivating to try!!
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I don't think I would want to leave that spot!
ReplyDeleteMe neither. Especially in the sunshine.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you should take up permanent residence there.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous! It makes me think of a place called Sea Bank where my mother used to spend time as a girl growing up in Scotland. I have never been there but I dream of it.
ReplyDeleteSounds like heaven, WWW~ enjoy, enjoy, enjoy!!!
ReplyDeleteBy some quirk of the blogosphere, following friends of friends and a recommendation, I have found myself a silent follower of your blog for many months.
ReplyDeleteI live near Bristol, UK. The other day I climbed the recently refurbished Cabot Tower, overlooking the harbour. Given the Newfoundland connection I found myself thinking of you, a woman whom I have never met, but whose words and attitude I enjoy. Some views of/from Cabot Tower are on my blog - http://wonderland-moments.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-accident.html.
With my sincere best wishes, from over the water.
Alice
How I would love to see the Sun Dance!
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