When a good evening flows into a good morning to become sweet balmy nightfall
My week and weekend has been busy and full. Busy enough to forget to do some special things I love, like hanging out my linen on the clothes line against the purple flowers and reading the lazy sunday newspaper front to back and inbetween.
When I do get a splice of time to destress and re energise, I choose to sip green rose tea and read Under The Tuscan Sun. Im underlining nearly every second line, the imagery is breath taking. Colourful and resplendant, it calls for my eyes to keep gobbling.
I hope that your weekend has bought you light and splendour.
