We remember the way the night flower bloomed, shared platters in the bath, the sling, the bed. We remember the timelessness and quiet…snippets and images from the floor, bench, outdoor lounge. We remember green feathers.
We came as longterm lovers to this inner city retreat that is also remote and far away. We came out untangled, smoothed out, bathed…more connected to each other. We found our familiarity and tried out new stuff, and Hedon House held us for whatever we wanted – and helped us to find that, too.
We remember the way the night flower bloomed, shared platters in the bath, the sling, the bed. We remember the timelessness and quiet…snippets and images from the floor, bench, outdoor lounge. We remember green feathers.
Next time, we’ll make more time to stay – two nights or more – because the house expands, moves, and holds. It’s a kinky, generous, cavernous treat.