There was this incredible day where the colours in the vineyards, on the hills and in the garden were so clear and colourful it defied belief. And now, suddenly - two days later - the leaves are falling hard (like massive matresses of stuff) the temperature has dropped, and the fields all at once look ragged.
Work on the Gatehouse moves on quickly, but not without the usual horrifying discoveries (like the bathroom floor is about to collapse into the kitchen downstairs - years of shower water gently leaking through the tiles). However, the space itself is inspiring (a huge - well - triangle really) and I'm already planning colours and how I will use the space.
Our four-year-old daughter and her friend Louis are screaming about the garden at the moment pretending to be knights (or starship troopers or something) and look pink and rosy in the chilly sunshine. And I'm working with Lizzie on the website... So much to do, and so much space to do it in!
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