We are back from our travels
and glad to be sleeping in our own bed,
waking to sounds we are familiar with,
eating scrambled eggs off my lovely plates.
We have promised ourselves
that August will be the month
of living slowly, simple food*, enjoying our home.
I will sit in the garden with a book,
MrM can watch the cricket (if he is strong enough),
we will make plans for picnics, beach trips, fêtes.
It feels like the best kind of holiday
and I am looking forward to it already.
* cocktails are excluded from the austerity regime.
and glad to be sleeping in our own bed,
waking to sounds we are familiar with,
eating scrambled eggs off my lovely plates.
We have promised ourselves
that August will be the month
of living slowly, simple food*, enjoying our home.
I will sit in the garden with a book,
MrM can watch the cricket (if he is strong enough),
we will make plans for picnics, beach trips, fêtes.
It feels like the best kind of holiday
and I am looking forward to it already.
* cocktails are excluded from the austerity regime.
It sounds like a wonderful plan to have a holiday in the comfort of your own home.
ReplyDeleteThose eggs have me longing for breakfast
Helen
A holiday without a cocktail (at least one) can't be defined as a holiday, me thinks.
ReplyDeleteyet again you prove to be very wise Mrs M.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds delightful.
ReplyDeleteAll the comforts of home - perfect.
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ReplyDeleteTo be honest, I really think those are the best kind of holiday.
ReplyDeleteWith the weather as it is at the moment, a holiday at home with a book and a cocktail sounds perfect.
ReplyDeleteI covet your lovely plates...
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