Before the sun was fully awake and the sky was still more gray than blue, I bundled up and drove into the city to a little patisserie.
Time to reflect and wonder while I watched the city streets yawn and stretch and blink it's eyes. To enjoy some eggnog bread pudding alongside a hot, foamy brew.
No real profundities realized or deep, contemplative musings. Just a bit of quiet and a simple moment to experience. By my standards, a very good way to start a year.
nice!
ReplyDeleteAnd what a nice hubby to stay w/ the kids!
Yes! It was wonderful. Plus, since I left so early, everyone was still in their jammies by the time I got home. They hardly missed me!
ReplyDeleteMethinks I'll have to do this again!
sounds like a great start to me... happy new year.
ReplyDeleteLovely... I was moving slowly this morning but if I knew that a friend, a steamy mug, and bread pudding were waiting for me I would've joined you in a heartbeat!
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year, Anna!
lovely post. :o)
ReplyDeletei'm really enjoying your blog.
jAne * tickleberryfarm.blogspot.com
I've just found your blog and must say I've enjoyed reading through the various posts ... simply delightful :o)
ReplyDeleteBlessings!