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We had asparagus soup for lunch and dense, garlicky pate with nutty bread. The daffodils are the very last of the season, their inner petals a soft egg yolk yellow. Afterwards we lazed in the sunshine, enjoying the luxury of sitting still. I made plans for my summer window boxes, imagining white and soft blue shades. In my head, you understand, nothing as strenuous as writing them down. Yesterday I saw a red kite flying out from the edge of the wood and I called my father to tell him. He was quite impressed, I think. And that is just about all I have done and now it is time for tea with our Easter hot cross buns from the freezer. There are so many things I could have done but this afternoon I was content to let them go. They will float back on the next tide.
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What a beautiful post, I feel relaxed just reading about your lovely day. And how wonderful to have seen a red kite. I hope you enjoy the rest of the weekend. CJ xx
ReplyDeleteloving the idea that the things will float back on the next tide. so relaxing.
ReplyDeleteThis was truly soothing just to read. Wish I had this state mind, at least once in a while. Alas lately I am always stressed and running and generally mentally over the edge.
ReplyDeleteWell you have been so busy lately - I think you deserve a little deckchair sitting watching the world go by.
ReplyDeleteThat's exactly what's going to happen with cleaning out my refrigerator. It is going to float back on the next tide.
ReplyDelete(It'll probably flood the basement.)
This post quite unexpectedly made me cry. I lost my father a year ago December, and it when I - still - reach for the phone to share some special little moment in an ordinary day that I feel his absence most sharply.
ReplyDeleteLove those daffs. Do you by any chance remember their name?
ReplyDeleteHave we had Easter? I get confused...
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