Sentimental landscape.

[mal]

As I drove up the hill to the old homestead memories of my early childhood came flooding back, and as I alighted from the car I could smell the freshness of the sea air penetrating my nostrills, as it did all those years ago. As I knocked on the front door , I could see the thin image of a woman reflected through the glass panel. She opened the door and invited me inside , and almost at once she realized that I was her favourite grandson. After several hugs , and although slightly stooped and particially blind , she insisted that I stay for lunch and as we began to reminisce about the great times we had especially at school holiday times , I could see a tear in the corner of her eye as we continued to reflect on such good times, and which were always just so much fun. After lunch she decided to take me on a tour of the house and grounds which were extensive and although they were in need of a little manicuring , the layout still reflected a well planned and constructed garden . A glance around the house suggested a well laid out family home reflecting some modest comforts and as I stood in the guest room , looking out of the window absorbing the beautiful landscape ( Room with a View ), a sense of gratitude filled my heart as I remembered the great times shared in that house and in that loverly room.

[mal]

Thanks so much for all your loverly comments, as they are greatly appreciated.

[shauna mcclure]

Mal, your writing always makes me happy...not just the story, but the skill.

[Bonnie]

Beautiful memories! I could almost envision myself there too.