Monday, October 15, 2007


Originally uploaded by valcox
Last night I went to the cottage for the final time. I just had to check for anything left behind, then leave the keys on the counter, locking the door behind me, pulled shut. I left a nice bottle of wine for the new resident (Sorry Fred if the bottle I grabbed from your collection while you were out of town was one of the really expensive ones. It had such a pretty label).

Attached to the bottle, by a red ribbon, a little note. Letting her know about the loose step, fourth one up from the bottom. Also, about not running a computer, the window AC and the microwave at the same time. (The computer loses, ask me how I know).

I took one more look around, breathed in the wonderful cottage smell, lived in the moment for that brief time and shut the door without looking back. Today I thought, oh I have to run and get the mail, feed the ducks... than almost a relief. No I don't have those obligations anymore, the freedom itself can be it's own blessing.


karen said...


Anonymous said...

I'll miss your duck photos Val!

Hollister, CA

Sabrina Lorah said...

Val, it's not too late to leave a trail of corn from the cottage to your house. If you stop putting chlorine in the pool I think they could be quite happy there. Just a thought.

Val Cox said...

oh I wish! The few times that ducks have landed in the pool, the dog made sure to let them know they could rest, but not stay for long.