The sun hadn't yet risen above the hills to the east, and the moon was visible through a wispy veil of cloud.

All was silent except the quiet paddling of the ducks who passed by. Ruth was bravely protecting me from them--or wish she could herd them, I'm not sure.

We all went back to bed. And woke again to bright sunshine.
And returned to the Lodge by lunchtime.
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