(Jonathan)
Quiet country mornings stir in the valleys shade, synchronised with a dawn they cannot yet see. Time lazily passes, and gradually the sun crests the nestling hills, sending warm fingers of sunshine to play across the bed, waking us up to the joyfulness present in the gentle birdsong.
(Alexis)
We wake up to gentle birdsong and warm fingers of sunshine on the bed. Wandering out onto the porch watching fantails peeking curiously and horses in the distance, tails swishing. Walking back in to retrieve a stove-top made espresso whilst the embers of last night's fire winks in the wood stove.
Afternoons spent exploring the river, the trails and the French Village next door were moments spent being present among the beautiful things that so often come unbidden in life.
Dinner cooks in its own time on the top of the wood stove. We spend time talking to each other about the things we have seen and how we would embrace that in our lives. This is with the backdrop of the sizzle of steak searing, mushrooms braising in a sauce with fresh herbs and wine mulling with Christmas spices.
The days we spent here were ones that reminded us to be present and thankful for the ability to make that choice. This lovely couple created this experience and the opportunity to live life as it could be as an extension of theirs. They were welcoming, eager to help and full of wonderful little touches that you'll discover.
Note: The outdoor shower is much like life, if you spend your time lamenting the "box" you're in, that's your life. Look up, look around, there are birds soaring with abandon in the day and stars that twinkle beguilingly in the night.