A year ago today we first viewed our new house. We'd already sold ours, our buyer had sold theirs, and we'd just pulled out of the one we originally planned to buy. We had four viewings that week, and this was a last minute addition, tagged on to someone else's viewing as the estate agent refused to go to the house more than once a week. The guy with the keys was late, and we had to leave after half an hour to view another house. We did all our other viewings but kept talking about this one. We didn't even have a second viewing, just shut our eyes and put in a ludicrous offer, far below the asking price. We didn't think for a minute they'd let us have it, but after a bit of back and forth, they said yes. We've been here five months now and still can't quite believe our luck.
Oh how I love our hay meadow in the last of the evening sunshine. So very glad I put a bench at the top when there was still snow on the ground. I was optimistic about growing veg in the top corner of it, and there's a few courgettes up there this year, but next time round it'll all be just hay. Still not quite decided what to do with nearly an acre of hay mind you...
Look what the fairies did to the garden while I was at work! Most pleasing.