I often wish that I lived in a rustic stone cottage in France. Dining under giant oak trees on summer evenings or having breakfast and lunch under the tangle of ancient vines on the terrace.
Doesn't everyone have this dream?
But this morning, when I pulled back the curtains and stepped out onto our back deck. I was very happy to be right where I was. It was the most beautiful morning, with the sun already shining bright and warming the day. I spotted the very first flower on our Little Gem Magnolia tree and sat down to new table linen, a healthy breakfast and the Toast catalogue.
It made for a lovely start to the day.
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