Awe back to my quiet morning tea after a long holiday weekend of gatherings …
there is a bird’s nest in my rafters and I can hear the baby birds calling for their mommy,
the sound of bird song…the enchanting magic of nature
my beautiful pink rose buds blooming into white roses ….
the first morning bloom of my white iris…
folding all my cloth napkins nice and neat from the night before….
what are some of your simple morning pleasures ?