The fire is crackling, the full moon is rising and I have a cold cider in hand. Sitting with my feet propped up on the edge of the braai and looking out at the deep bluey-purple mountains I heave a sigh of satisfaction…let the weekend away begin!
Waking up the next morning to this view and sipping a cup of coffee on the stoep was heaven. The homemade rusks made it even better! If you look closely at the picture you can literally see the cream running down the sides of the bottle of farm milk left in the fridge for us…yum!
The cottage has been beautifully decorated and is full of thoughtful touches like the fresh flowers next to our bed and in the bathroom, as well as the pecan nuts (with nutcracker at the ready) and magazines to read if you forgot to bring your book.
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