The view from my window in Durham Castle. (Up 39 steps, all narrow, steep, and winding.) My very own turret!
I could sit on the high window ledge, drinking cardamom-scented coffee—bought from a stall in the covered market on the cobbled square downhill from the Cathedral close, and wonder at getting to stay there in that magic place.
image: Christie B. Cochrell, Turret
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