Summer. Holidays. Now!
Rather in love with the thought
of quietly tiptoeing into the kitchen
in the mornings
to brew a pot of coffee,
then heading back under the linen covers
to sip slowly,
in the quiet lull of the dawn light.
that causes the feet to dance.
Time to get lost in the words
of all those books I've begun.
Escapades with the kids
- strawberry picking for starters.
Then there's a bigger trip
beckoning around the corner,
with the promise of special people
& striking landscapes
to see and breathe in.
My little brother's wedding
in a field in the rolling English countryside.
In the back of my mind,
feeling the urge to just be,
but at the same time
hoping that the sweet summer freedom
effortlessly instils an ounce of autumn direction.
I hope the summer is treating you well.
What do you hope it brings?
Even if the sun refuses to shine,
an eternal (virtual) summer resides right here (click).