It’s such a beautiful morning, despite the rain that keeps pouring down heavily. What am I complaining about – it was me to write in the last post that I can’t wait for the warm weather to collect its belongings – sun, high temperatures, smell of sun lotion, sight of people sunbathing…- and just say farewell for now, i.e. until we see each other again.
This morning I was woken up by rain drops banging on the window pane. What a delight it was to not have to rush out of the bed. I took my time instead and hugged the pillow. Simple thought on breakfast got me started and I jumped hastily out of bed. ‘Mmmm, coffee, and cereals and apple’ – can’t wait. It always gets me going. Those are three magic words, a spell that always works no matter how tired I feel, or how nice it feels to stay under a warm blanket.
Coffee – nothing makes morning so desirable and perfect as the smell of coffee. But there was something else that I pulled out of my fridge, a sweet and creamy delight – my first ever carrot cake. Somebody would call it a healthy version of the cake. Don’t know about that, there’s plenty of cheese spread all around it, all over the place.