(Our Time on PEI} ~ the yellow parlour

I see that I did not even photograph 

properly the beautiful white chairs...

This was my favourite room; 

I loved the yellow.

I wish I could easily sum up what staying at

this Bed and Breakfast was like.

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I often feel that some are just not appreciating 

what they are seeing or are in.

The effort to maintain such a property,

the attention to detail and seeking to keep it in period,

the lovely breakfasts,

the floors with old thick pine planks,

the wonderful in period furniture,

the beauty of it.

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I think I wished for quietness there;

the one quandary of a bed and breakfast is the people.

I just at times love being by myself in such beauty

or equally with Mr. Husband who is inside of my 

interior life or rather does not impinge on it,

is part of it.

His company on our time in such beauty

is a warm welcoming and quiet joy,

a sweet companionship.

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Of course we are, Mr. Husband and I,

are far from perfect and at times 

the sweetest thing we can say indeed is

forgive me a sinner

yet I can still write that I have been given

a husband who I am happy to be with

and miss when I am without.