She took a seat on the terrace to admire the late summer sky with aperitif in hand. She began to unwind as the last of the day’s sunrays stroked and teased her skin. The setting was sublime.
From the well-appointed terrace, the Chateau commanded a panorama which was engulfing as the terrace sloped down to the rolling grounds.
She took a sip of her summer cocktail – a delicate infusion of perfumed rose and dry gin. She savoured the unique aroma and thought how perfectly balanced it was. Her mind began to wander and she found that the green grounds grabbed her attention and pulled her thoughts to days gone by.
And from the grounds, there stood Chateau Bouffemont as majestic and imposing as it always had been – dazzling and reflecting the last of the day’s heat. The perfect symmetrical entrance rising proudly from the sprawling lawns.
No amount of time that passed would change this wondrous setting. As her hand rested on the stem of her martini glass, the Chateau held her mesmerised.
Suddenly, cocktail hour was over and the orange colours of sunset gave way as day broke into night.
