OK, maybe a few words. Silence isn’t really my thing. Words just keep bubbling up, like the outdoor spa I’ve been luxuriating in every afternoon … with a plastic goblet of Snow Road sparkling in hand. And this has been my view as I sip.
Farewell Matcham Valley. I will miss you. In the words of Darryl Kerrigan: “So much serenity”. Except without the irony.
And that’s about as silent as it gets at HouseGoesHome.
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Looks gorgeous.
Oh my goodness, it’s a real live Nightgarden! (without the Ninky Nonk to disrupt the peace). Looks beautiful.
No Ninky Nonk but there were GOATS!!!
Goats?!! That garden must truly be magical to survive!