Another week is history. Winter is past, Spring is here and with it warm, sunny days in Murrayfield. Writing with the door wide open. Biene is guarding the entrance even when she's asleep and I love the water cascading into the pool and Christoph doing the dishes in the background, while Friederike is tuned into the news on ARD.
Yesterday brother Peter left for Germany. Brother Christoph left for home this morning even before I got back from the farmers market. Brother Gerrie is expected to visit tomorrow afternoon. I took back Klaen/Pless to the airport this afternoon. They were here seven and three weeks respectively. Let's see how that goes on in the coming year. Eliot Sithole is not to return in another four years. Looks like we are in somewhat of a narrow straight for some time to come.
The witstinkhout is green as is the wild red plum tree. The lawn needs attention once again and the pool is starting to look and feel inviting.
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