My nice new friend ?

Nailed onto the country cottage gate is a rusty horseshoe as I stop to admire this quaint valley view

This stone dwelling is not very tall.. I imagine a little old woman who is petite and small
I wonder if I am right ? does she live here all alone ? it is miles away from anywhere without cables for a phone

Well I walk a little further and I sit on a wooden seat.. there is a cool summer breeze.. a nice relief from the heat..when all of a sudden and from out of the blue..a small terrier dog appears amidst the morning dew

Followed by the little old woman who lives at this house.. We pass the time of day when she tells me about her spouse.. Sadly he passed on along time ago but she lives with lovely memories of their happy years you know..

I told her I was very pleased we had met and I shall return another day.. I won’t forget..what a wonderful walk It has been and the highlight of my weekend.. I have no doubt in my
mind I have made a nice new friend