Finished a book today---Vita Sackville-West's
All Passion Spent. In a few words it's about a woman who reaches her eighties, and with the death of her husband is able to live life the way she wants. That entails moving outside of London and renting a charming cottage, totally out of the reach of her domineering children. The book isn't about the house, though, but about how she communicates with her family and new set of friends. It makes you think. And it's how she thinks. Here's a quote, referring to herself and her French life-long maid (or best friend, which is more apt) who were visited.
"Whenever the front door shut behind one of their rare visitors, each was conscious of a certain relief at the departure of intruders. The routine of their daily life was all they wanted---all, indeed, that they had strength for. Effort tired them both, though they had never admitted it to one another."
It's a book that made me nod my head in agreement.
