I romanticize SIMPLE living;
slow mornings, the smell of coffee, and the SOUND of rain hitting the roof.
I want a yard with a small garden, to plant my vegetables and fruit trees.
And in the afternoon, some tea and homemade biscuits with a good BOOK to read by the window where I can see the SUNSET turning the blue sky to orange; stars coming in at twilight.
I shall never tire of this ROUTINE, as I look forward to doing it all over AGAIN, tomorrow.
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