fluffing and puffing

Hannah's, the master

Hannah's, the Green Room

The last guests of the season have checked into Hannah's. I went in with Ana for turnover and we turned mattresses and washed mattress pads and changed duvets and tried to replace things in their proper locations, if we could remember where that was.
   Some mysteries remain: Who took down the new hammock and put up the old one? Why is the picnic table now close to the briar patch? What happened to the rocks in the outdoor fireplace? What happened to the dishtowels? Why were the clam rakes in the locked closet?
  Still, the house remains, probably ready for a long winter's nap.