Lines

The winds howled, and the rain thrashed all night. We were all up early as a result. Our OCD tendencies mean we leave properties cleaner than when we arrive.

Some of our best chat was saved for the trip home. I'm glad I wasn't driving, I was crying with laughter sometimes.

We stopped for breakfast, well we couldn't eat after cleaning the kitchen. This view is one I love. It feels full of graduating lines of colour.

At home, the toilet is still running, the bread has again been finished but the bag is in the basket and there is nothing for tea. Thankfully I brought back some undrunk cocktails. Cheers