The Start of My Day

Blue sky, crisp morning air, French music, accompanied by bird song.  The scents of a single red rose, mixed with lavender, and rosemary greeting my nose.  Coffee and toast.  Tranquility...time for my thoughts.   Gratitude for having time to enjoy life and for our sweet grand-daughters continued improvement.  A deep appreciation for so many things in my life.  Family, friends, land to grow gardens, natures beauty and of course reading.  
Simple things.  Now, admittedly, I love pretty things, like fine china, silver for the table, linens that have details in them leave you in awe of their creator.  I love good music, good literature and pretty stationary.   I love roses and lace and the laughter of children playing.    Each morning, I try to make time, usually takes just a few minutes, to surround myself with pretty things after Emery has gone off to work.  It sets the tone for the entire day, as if every morning I got out of the right side of the bed.  As if every morning I affirm that I am worth a bit of the extra effort it takes to settle into a few moments of serenity.  Life is good.