Two weeks in paradise

How fast two weeks disappear when you're enjoying yourself!
Two weeks with no duties – but feeding yourself with food I cooked and froze before we went, and washing up – just reading, talking and watching the sea from the balcony. Once a day the boat comes from the city, and brings newspapers and mail, so after tea I walk to the pier to fetch the paper and the latest gossip.

Those of you who have read my blog for a while know that my cottage, situated on an island on the Baltic, is my paradise on earth – I was brought there the first time when I was eleven days old, and after that my mother and I stayed for three months in the tiny cottage with no water and no electricity. Since then we have got electricity, but we still have no water or indoor plumbing. There are no cars and no shops on this island – it's not the place to go if you want to dress up, live fast and be entertained.

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A lot has changed – many new houses on much smaller lots than the old ones, not all of them pleasant to look at, and the daily boats don't look as nice as the old ones – but we still meet at the pier when the boat comes.

My darling seems to enjoy his stay here as much as we do – he comes and goes as he pleases. The first night he brought me night snacks (alive) on my pillow four times. The next day I told him that I was touched by his generosity but as a vegetarian not interested in that kind of food. He understood and refrained from bringing me any food after that. But he still brought his catch home and sang grace (a very special loud mew, that seems to come from his tummy) before he ate it.
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