Back at the ranch, while everyone chilled out, I got out for a little more nosing around the area. A ship-building yard caught my eye and I found a lovely trail looking over the town and in through the Vandemeer Walled Garden, looping around to the church. In spite of a little drizzle, the rich aroma of burning hearths and fertile soil permeated the air. Ready for a few well-deserved pints, we all toasted Mom and her repatriation.
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