The new housekeeper was cheerful and young. She smiled and spoke to me. The house was clean and I rested.
In the garden the lilies had withered away, leaving the green leaves to mark their places. Now the Jack in the Pulpits grew bigger.
I woke at daybreak, rested. I read all morning, and my friend from the city called me for coffee. It was the King's birthday and she was in town.
On my way home I walked slowly. I had forgotten sunblock that morning but I enjoyed the quiet moments moving along on my feet. It was a good day to me.
My landlord's wife met me on her way home and gave me a ride the rest of the way.
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