Saturday, September 1, 2012

Weekend Musing

My clock read 9:30 a.m. when I first opened my eyes this morning. A simple luxury, spending just a few more minutes in bed without feeling guilty or the need to rush out. The sound of fresh coffee beans grinding announced to the whole world of my awakening - then the wavering scent of homemade Friendship bread (really just a cinnamon loaf) baking patiently in the toaster oven. Soon, the whole apartment smelled like a fabulous bakery.

I pour what most people consider to be the morning's savior into a favorite mug. A piece of bread found its way onto a plate. I turn on my computer.

Simplicity, at times, is simply enough.

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