





Throughout the day, we are invariably drawn to the kitchen, not only for watching Paul and Kay prepare meals (or Paul bake bread), but to talk over Paul's exquisite coffee.








The back has been nicely developed for the years. In addition to the extensive lawn (which I'm glad I don't have to mow), there is Kay's garden and the wooded area with paths and a special place where Paul likes to read under the trees, in solitude. Unlike me, he is an avid and disciplined reader.







I never have to wonder what time it is. Kay's father and grandfather were excellent wood workers and left them a number of clocks. I forgot to shoot the largest, the grandfather clock.








1 comment:
These photos are candid and precious. Wonderful reminders of my visits, beautiful home, great food and love of family... nothing better!
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