At the Weatherwax residence things seem to be fully under control
The world is changed I feel it in the water I feel it in the earth I smell it in the air
Just over the old stone bridge you will find the summer house with its streams and ponds
Far over the Misty Mountains cold to dungeons deep and caverns old
Watching the seagulls hovering above the silvery water
Some days are less bright and colourful and even the brightest places can’t reach the light within
Even though it’s a bit early for cherries in this region, these are delightfully delicious
Two chairs, on one lies a newspaper the other a notebook I wonder which one contains the news
While the cat is digging in a grow pot the water falls between the trees in the distance
Today is the perfect day to bake some apple lemon pie
We climbed the stone stairs until we reached the portal there on the other side a silver stag stood watch
