Three days went so quickly
Sandwiches, slices of Christmas cake and juice
for the long journey back to the big smoke
My heart sinks to see them driving down the gravel track
wrenching open the railing gate
and driving away
They always leave something behind
They must want to return
And with this type of hospitality
Who would blame them
It was all so lovely
Nice having a group at breakfast
But in reality
Three days are enough
I have become very happy
in solitude a deux
The idea of a New Year's Eve party
has no appeal
Thankfully we always have the bush
as an excuse
After all
It's only one night from Old to New
Carry On Tuesday
Carry On Tuesday
ReplyDeletePrompt
' Only One Night from old to New '
Yummeeeee breakfast table!! Looks very inviting too. Loved your nice little narration.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year Nanka!
ReplyDeleteGuests, like fish.....
ReplyDeleteIt's fun to have new faces in the house, hear different voices, but it does wear on you pretty quickly. You think of those people in books, guests seem to be the usual, not the exception. Even with servants and houses the size of small towns, you would think they would want some time off the stage, alone.
have a happy new year.
you think POW or some cousin to it might show up this year? miss the challenge
'Only one night from old to new' - what a beautiful phrase and a perfect hook for such a warm post - it is always nice to host..even better sometimes to return to 'normal'..your words and photos are so heartening..I hope the floods didn't reach you..thank you for visiting..Jae
ReplyDeleteGlad to see you happy..
ReplyDeletebeautiful sentiments,
fabulous delivery.
Due to an overwhelming demand for her reappearance ,POW may be back in the New Year. At the moment her crutches are treacle logged.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year Barbara.
This phrase is the prompt for "Carry On Tuesday"
ReplyDeletefrom a poem by Helen Hunt-Jackson, Jae- Rose.
Thank you for your comment and anyone who stores beans for the apocalypse is the type of poet POW
is looking for!Happy New Year.