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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I'm just having a plain chocolate covered ginger biscuit with a coffee for my breakfast. Deliciously decadent!
ReplyDeleteGood morning my friend!
ReplyDeleteyour saturday sounds just delightful...i love being home and taking it slow....you described a wonderful feeling here, perfectly....I love your picture, too! hee - great mug! :) xo
have a great day - enjoy the signs of autumn
Sophia, this is the perfect Sweet Saturday, I feel your contentment.
ReplyDeleteWhat a perfect morning. Have a great long weekend.
ReplyDeleteI to stay tucked away on saturdays...it is a bit of heaven:)
ReplyDeletehugs my friend
@ Heather - tee hee You noticed that, huh? :D
ReplyDeleteHi Sophia! Sounds like a perfect way to spend a Sweet Saturday! Thrilled that you shared this with us!!!!!
ReplyDeleteyou are a wonderful words smith,,
ReplyDeleteThat does sound sweet. :) I can't eat sweets for breakfast though. I go into a food frenzie if I do. :)
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