i started my second day at rose cottage with a short bike ride around the area. i took the red bike closest to the entrance of the shed. i rode past a couple of farms and a horse stable. and i also almost squashed this little fella…

hello snail. it’s funny because i was in such a hurry to take a picture of this snail, but then stopped and thought: it’s going to take forever for this guy to dodge the photo. i’m fine to take my time

i got back to the cottage about an hour later and made myself a nice breakfast

cherry tomatoes in a heart

brekky

look who i found in bed. my plan was to go immediately after breakfast to lavenham, a medieval village about a ten minute’s drive from the grove cottages. but i ended up conked out on the couch for a couple of hours

i finally made it to charming, little lavenham. you may notice that these cottages are slightly askew

something about the notices on the fence contrasting with the clean facade of this little building appealed to my aesthetic sense

footpath through the woods

waiting for the taxi at the bus stop across from the swan inn

back ‘home’ i decided to try my hand at building a fire

this may appear to you like a ‘real’ fire, but it’s just the firestarters burning. soon after i patted myself on the back for my success, smoke started puffing back into the room. i didn’t want to die of carbon monoxide poisoning so decided to put out the fire-which was impossible to do within the time-frame i needed it to be extinguished.  i opened all the windows and waited outside for something to happen. i think i was just waiting for mark to return from a day trip to ipswich with his wife and kids. when he finally arrived, he built me a proper fire

meanwhile, outside (this was when i was waiting for any lethal gases-JUSTincase-to dissipate, i checked out the twinkle lights in the trees and along the walls

fire and light die at night

and so i watched mindless tv. it was mindless, but good for my soul