Our beautiful time in
Devonshire has quickly come to a close. We are driving back in the car on the
first fully sunny day that we have had. I am compelled to glance up from my
computer frequently in order to avoid missing a fantastic viewpoint.
Though rain has been falling in abundance, we have not let
it interfere with the numerous adventures our hosts have organized. We have had
many wonderful day trips including castles, villages, churches, seaside
landscapes, roaming ponies, colorful flowers and much more.
Yesterday we took a lovely boat ride to a neighboring
village. Dartmouth has many claims to
fame, one of them being that it is the port in which the Pilgrims sailed for
America in the Mayflower. We saw many tiny lanes and old buildings. The walk
along the coast was definitely the highlight of the day, providing breathtaking
views. Not the least of these was our suddenly happening into a field full of
cows and then passing them by within stroking distance.
Our last evening ended with a visit to the local pub which
overlooks the Harbor. Steve believes that it is a view which contests with the
one at Dana Point. I am inclined to agree, it is truly lovely. We popped out
just in time to catch a glorious sunset. Thankfully, our cottage is just a
jaunt up the street so my camera was accessible in time.
Since last night was our final evening in the cottage we
were forced to eat all of the chocolate melting cake and the ice cream. Steve
told me that I should have had my weigh in before heading off to the cottage. Cheeky
man.
This morning was the first in which it has been warm enough
to have breakfast outside, enjoying the view of the harbor from our terrace. Poor Lin and Steve did not heed mine and
Cory’s insistence to seize the moment in the sunshine with their tea in hand;
they appeared just as the skies decided to open and let fall the only rain we
had all day.
Our destination for the day was an estate that I would like
to call home (with the exception of my real home, where all my family is). Set
on the top of a hill with gardens going down to the sea, the old ten thousand
square foot building comes complete with sitting rooms, grand piano and
servant’s quarters. If I had been more anticipated some of these excursions I
would have practiced the piano more! Lin and Steve insisted that I play today
and I confess it was terrible. Oh well, we neither of us perform to strangers.
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