The wonderful feeling of getting home and sitting in front of the wood burning stove,listening to the rain, beating a tattoo on the tin roof. Walking the dog over to the castle, wrapped up against the elements..wild weather, turbulent sea and excitement in the blood that surges and sends out a scream against the wind that no one ever hears. Christmas time, with carol singing, Christmas lights and open house parties with warm mince pies and mulled wine with friends.......oh what memories,what a blessed life to lead. I am thankful.

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