October 29, 2011

KNOCK, KNOCK

We arrived for our October holiday on the Saturday afternoon.

flowers

On the Sunday morning there was a little tap, tap on the door.  Nick opened the door and there was no-one there, just a beautiful bunch of flowers left on the doorstep.

11 comments:

  1. Knock, knock.
    Who's there?
    Canoe.
    Canoe who?
    Canoe come to the door and get a beautiful bouquet of flowers?

    Those are beautiful flowers, and a wonderfully friendly gesture.

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  2. What a nice way to start a holiday!

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  3. Bienvenue -- as they say! How lovely...

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  4. A bunch of flowers makes all the difference in life, doesn't it??
    What a kind and thoughtful person to think of doing that!

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  5. A wonderful gesture of welcome. Were you able to find out who left them for you?

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  6. You both must be well liked, Jean.
    How many holidays do you have in France?? I'm so envious.

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  7. Rob - great poem !!

    Walt - it makes my heart sing, every time it happens.

    The Broad - we are so lucky.

    Meredith - it's so thoughtful.

    C&E - flowers speak more than words sometimes.

    Gaynor - it was Mme André. She leaves us many little presents every holiday - she's so sweet and such a wonderful neighbour.

    Ken - five holidays totalling seven weeks so far this year, with Christmas to come yet. Plus a long weekend for Nick by himself. We haven't been anywhere else for a holiday for four years.

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  8. How absolutely sweet! Must have brightened your day no end.

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  9. Bet you were chuffed, they're lovely.

    SP

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  10. I hope you and Nick are there when Sue and I come back to the Loire in May.

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