Holiday Home

Set ‘midst windswept dunes and wild wild weather, the winter storms have left it desolate. An empty shell, no glowing hearth, no blether. A but and ben abandoned to its fate. And yet, awaiting warmer days in stoic slumber, these walls will know the early murmurings of summer and brighter sounds of fellowship and mirth, a home exulting in its own rebirth, until at length, as daylight fades, now dark and bleak, a silent house returns again to wintry sleep.