"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
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The cheese was wonderful.
As we were leaving I was surprised to see them watering the lawn (given the state of the local dam) but was told they have ample ground water so no water restrictions. Looks like there's some good grapes on their way.
Some more big raindrops fell but went away just as quickly as they came. Temperature 39C.
I retire from the workforce this week and to celebrate have decided to retire my current blogs and start afresh with a single consolidated blog - My Bright Field - to record the delights of my new life adventure. If you are interested follow me over there. I will still be Sweet Wayfaring and collecting Royal Hotels. The delights I discover along the way will appear together with my gardens and towns where I live.