I leave this little town tomorrow. The removalist comes at midday. I’m looking forward to it. The last week or so I’ve been packing up the stuff I want and giving away furniture and unwanted items. As the place empties the building looks more and more like the dairy it once was – I half expect a cow to come wandering through at any moment.
Still, this little place has been been kind to me and sheltered me for nearly two years. Tonight feels like a good time to time to take a lingering look at windows and post some of the photos I’ve taken looking out of the windows here.
Bye house – I have loved you well but it’s time to move on.