Tales of a British expat, transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside. Lover of old, time-worn, and antique. Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-nurturer.
Showing posts with label Simple Days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Simple Days. Show all posts
Friday, April 29, 2016
Friday, October 17, 2014
A Simple Day
Some days it's good to do nothing.
No deadlines to meet, no chores to complete, no lists to check twice.A day to lounge in the comfort of your pajamas and woolly socks, to gaze out of the window and watch the falling leaves drift slowly to the ground.
A day for sipping cups of tea and curling up in a comfy chair with a portly feline at your side.
A simple day.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
A Simple Day
Some
days it's good to do nothing.
No deadlines to meet, no chores to complete,
no lists to check twice.A day to lounge in the comfort of your pajamas and woolly socks, to gaze out of the window and watch the falling leaves drift slowly to the ground.
A day for sipping cups of tea and curling up by the fireside with a portly feline at your side.
A simple day.
Labels:
Autumn days,
Simple Days,
tea sipping
Monday, November 5, 2012
A Simple Day
Some days it's good to do nothing.
No deadlines to meet, no chores to complete, no lists to check twice.
A day to lounge in the comfort of your pajamas and woolly socks, to gaze out of the window and watch the falling leaves drift slowly to the ground.
A day for sipping cups of tea and curling up by the fireside with a portly feline at your side.
A simple day.
Labels:
autumn leaves,
Simple Days,
tea sipping,
window seat
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