I love my Saturday mornings. Although I rarely sleep in incredibly late, I allow myself to stay tucked away underneath a pile of comforters a wee bit longer than any weekday morning, and let me tell you how delightful that can be! Uh huh.
But before too long, my inner being begins to long for that perfectly made morning hot cuppa. I toss back the covers, slowly make my way to the kitchen and fill my silver teapot with water. Then I eagerly await the sound of that soft whistle calling out my name, welcoming me to a brand new day.
My Sweet Saturdays are filled with tea, raisin bread, cakes, croissants...whatever my heart needs to feel content. Ahhh, such bliss. :)
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