I also did not know that the property contained separate servant’s quarters just a little way from the main house. They do not have anyone living in them now except for a houseboy. I have not met him yet but I am sure to run into him.
The property has not had the care of a gardener for some time but it is still charming. The overgrown yard and bushes surrounding the house make it look like part of the natural landscape. A small path on the West side leads into a little grove of woods which hide a charming pond. Another path winds down into a valley. Looking down into it is like looking into a painting. The fall trees are magnificent and their warm red and yellow leaves blanket the hillside. I fell in love with the spot instantly and I can’t wait to walk along the path and explore the area alone sometime.
I asked William if there were any other people living close by but he said there were not. They used to have neighbors to the South but they moved away when their sons were killed in the war. My heart ached for the family – or perhaps for me. The war is still very young but there are so many losses. I don’t want William to be among them.
We spent the rest of the day walking around the property and talking. I was a little self-conscious at first but by the end of the afternoon we were holding hands and chatting freely. He even kissed me underneath a huge golden maple tree.
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