Monday, 14 May 2012

Prosecco, golden light and teary eyes

Slow breakfasts with multiple cups of coffee, barbequing in the sun with loved ones, mountain peaked blue skied drive to make dinner for mother’s day, waking up to nothing but bird song and kitty snores, golden light in the moss begging me to get my camera out, teary eyes and a lump in my throat that would go away all day, thinking of all childless, motherless brittle souls who didn’t get flowers and homemade presents, listening to Edith Piaf while making carb free coconut/blackberry muffins, Prosecco on the back steps, planning adventures just around the corner and a road trip that will take us East, South and back to the Northwest all within 10 days.