on a sunday

Monday, January 11, 2016

with all the homey feels of sleeping in and sipping coffee slowly, a big sunday morning breakfast and a homemade bloody for him, windows open and the last Christmas candles flickering, flip flops in the still green grass, pine needle sweeping, dish washer humming and naps all around, soup makings from our holiday ham, afternoon walks, book reading and a Hozier playlist on a loop, ending with blankets and evening snacks, football, and dozing off early.

days like this, simple and yet full of the best possible things -- are what I live for.


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