I did rise with the sun this morning, and it was truly lovely—lovelier for the fact that we haven’t seen nearly as much sun this summer as we should have by now. And the gentle waking that comes with growing morning light is always nice.
I walked into the kitchen this sunny early morning, happy that I’d stayed up until 11:00 last night to get the room spic and span. How nice to walk in, brew a French press pot of coffee, and sit down in a perfectly tidy room (which is what I always try to do, but yesterday was an untidy day for a lot of reasons).
I had a rare cup of coffee late yesterday afternoon (and it didn’t even keep me awake last night!). Because when someone sends a special gift in the mail, you just have to have some right then. And it tastes all the more delicious for the thoughtfulness that is behind it.
I have a list of projects and tasks I want to complete this summer, and I’m trying to do one of them every day. The small project I tackled this morning was unstapling all of the girls’ (Melissa and Michelle) “SAM” newsletters (“the newsletter with Stickers And More”!) and placing them in page protectors in a notebook. Now the notebook sits out on the coffee table where anyone who visits can look through it. (I will be writing about this great little newsletter project of the girls' soon.)
It’s Saturday. Which means it’s the day to go to the farmers’ market, so I will soon grab that basket and be off to fill it with fresh-picked fruits and vegetables. I wonder what I’ll find today.
I may or may not—I’m not sure yet—like having books on that hutch, but two things converged to prompt me to do it. The fact that I didn’t think what I had going on with the hutch before was either useful or beautiful. And the fact that cookbooks do migrate to the kitchen, sometimes en masse. So, if I haven’t yet been able to come up with an arrangement on the hutch that strikes me as visually pleasing, I will at least make it useful. (And, anyway, a cookbook is always visually pleasing if you ask me!)
Which cookbooks have migrated to my kitchen (an ever-revolving collection) recently? These:
If you click, you can see some of the titles, but--oops--not all of them!
What mesmerizes me most when evening light sifts through the trees and spills shadows onto my bedroom floor is something you can’t see in the photo: The leaves dancing in the breeze.
I'm off to seize this gorgeous day! I hope your Saturday will be lovely, too.