Taking it easy,
taking it slow,
Tucked away from the go.
The view from the hammock.
Cool crisp babbling ponds- just enough to put you to sleep,
surrounded by overgrown plants and stone walls.
Pass the babbling ponds, the arched ways, the stone terrace,
Swing low, sweet chariot...
After a siesta,
After the hammock,
Pushing nine in the evening, the street outside came alive with families, horses, laughter, music... straight out of a set from a movie.
Chelsea arrives tonight.
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