And so a year went by.
Then Kristin visited from the US and we needed I nice place to go, why don’t we go where you went last year? I suggested, and so we did.
We found a lodge, had lunch, poked around, took pictures, and went back. Then I found my love!
We took deep breaths, and oohed and awed as we strolled the meadows. Then I turned a corner and came upon the perfect garden. Tiny, 5×5 meters, fenced to keep the cow out, a door leading into the kitchen, a small table, a book on the table, a cat sleeping on the doorstep. No lawn, of course, vegetables, salads, herbs in raised wooden beds.
Why did I wait a year to go there?