Happy Fifteenth Wedding Anniversary, crystal I believe.

We spent Saturday night and Sunday morning at McMullen House in Myrtle Point. This lovely old Bed and Breakfast was built in1902, it is a craftsman. Coffered ceilings, painted angels, antique furniture, spiffy kitchen. There is an enclosed porch; one end was devoted to plants,the other end was set up for intimate dining for two next to the spoon collection. The front room has a fire place, pocket doors separate the dining room. There is a small office/library/studio next to the tiny balcony for two. Upstairs is a nice landing, chairs and writing desk for jotting off notes, or shopping lists. There are four bedrooms upstairs each with their own en suite bathroom. A narrow stair leads down to the kitchen and the main floor master and en suite. There is a huge basement where you can sneak down to watch TV or do laundry. Outside are two cabins and a few outbuildings, a very nice stack of firewood and lovely plantings. Breakfast was apples, bananas, oranges, dried cereal, coffee, tea, fresh home made bread, banana cake, blackberry scones, tomatoes and avocados. Yummy. That is far more than I had expected.

Unfortunately we probably won't get another chance to stay there. The owners are moving to Los Angeles to be nannies to their newest grandchild and have made other arrangements and will be closing. The house will remain in their family but they just won't be in the hospitality business anymore. Speaking of hospitality, there was a very nice gift bag waiting for us in our room; it contained champagne, two flutes, squeaky cheese and crackers. Yum! We saved the wine as we don't drink. But it was a lovely thought. We actually took some sparkling apple cider and my 18 red roses.