inspired by a warm welcome

This was the welcome that greeted Pam and I when we arrived at the venue for a yoga weekend. The journey had been wet and miserable and we had lost our way. We parked our car at the top of the track and carried our cases down to the converted mill.

We were greeted at the door, and, stepping inside, we saw the table set for supper. There was a large bowl of fresh fruit on the windowsill and tea and home made cakes on the sideboard. What a lovely way to start the weekend.