The Dell

Every once in a while, one has a weekend that just works out. Many, many a weekend doesn't live up to its promise of weekendly goodness, but this last one - for me at least, just did.

The promised storm didn't.
And yet Saturday was such a glorious early autumn day in Dingly Dell ....er, I mean Birch Bay, that we took the kayaks out and ventured further than we had before, on sparkling waters.
Then in the evening, the rain came sweeping in and thrummed on the roof whilst we sat out on the deck and watched it, and then as we lay in bed and listened to it.

I had forgotten how much I love the drawing in of the evenings, but that too added value.

And then finally, as I drove towards the border at around 21.00 on Sunday, two cars greatly broke the speed limit to overtake me. So it was with satisfaction that I passed them in the NEXUS lane as they joined the end of a very, very, very long queue, and we...just drove straight through.