Waking up late. Taking a walk with Mr. Husband in the last of the Autumn's leaves, and the last of the Autumn's sunshine. Coming home to a steak and eggs breakfast in a quiet house. Grocery shopping, carrying in the last bag as the raindrops begin to fall. 
Making Lasagna in a warm house. Waiting. Waiting, for Erinjoy to arrive. Chattering through the jumbling piles of yarn for hours, culminating in gnomes and scarves. A brilliantly unforeseen phone call from overseas which had us turning somersaults.
Grown up hot chocolate. Why does cinnamon schnapps have gold flakes in it? Does anyone know? A mystery in the midst of so much perfection.
2 comments:
Ambiance - that's what they're for.
I'm so very jealous :)
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