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My greatest luxury is breakfast in the sunshine.
A jug of orange juice, a bowl of fruit salad,
some warm hot cross buns from the freezer.
The lazy sound of bees and purr of a visiting cat.
The fresh blue of shirts hung out to dry.
The fragrance of a thyme plant on the table.
There is no rush - everything else can wait.
Peaceful days like these are hard earned
and not a moment should be wasted.
A jug of orange juice, a bowl of fruit salad,
some warm hot cross buns from the freezer.
The lazy sound of bees and purr of a visiting cat.
The fresh blue of shirts hung out to dry.
The fragrance of a thyme plant on the table.
There is no rush - everything else can wait.
Peaceful days like these are hard earned
and not a moment should be wasted.
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As I read this I could almost see you wriggling your toes......
ReplyDeleteOh yes, our garden was a wonderful place to be yesterday too. These photos are divine. I can almost smell the thyme. The less said about today's weather the better.
ReplyDeleteSounds lovely - breafast here is a battfield most days. Husband deals with mother-in-law's complaints and I grab whatever comes to hand and retreat - though I did drink my juice sitting on a step in the garden yesterday.
ReplyDeleteLovely - or read and remember that last week the sun shone a bit... Now, not so much!
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