Quiteness
As always there is that feeling of sadness at the end of a good family week. The full houses, the multiple concurrent conversations, the buzz of come and go, busy washing machines , hub bub kitchens, queues for bathrooms, lots of food and drink, playing and laughing and the many more random moments that enact when families get together. And then it ends. One by one and group they go home and this time I am the one to stay. Sitting in the silence, though it is nice, I cannot wait for their return as I look at photos and remember the nice time we all had.