ONCE AGAIN

It is just a few minutes after midnight.
Once again, it is late.

A disc of soft Irish music is playing - The Fairy Ring. It might not be Irish.
And rain is pattering on the roof.

Pitch black outside – almost total darkness.

We leave The North tomorrow.

We have reconnected.

We will return.

Today we visited places not seen since last fall and it was good.

We found a new restaurant.

We looked in at some old favorites.

We walked a favorite beach.

We bought salmon and odds and ends at a favorite market and visited with locals.

We forgot coffee.

And we drive past cottages we have admired for years.

And it was good.

The rain came down all day and it was cold.

But the air was fresh and clean and it was good to be puttering within and without.

Tomorrow we’ll pack up and head ‘downstate’ and take care of chores and do things that have to be done.

There will be a wedding shower and luncheons and lawns to mow and a symphony to attend and a walkway to work on and koi to restore to the pond in back.

It will be good and we will think of the last week and look forward to our next trip North.