sunday mornings are the most peaceful part of the week. no matter whether i have guests or am sitting alone at the breakfast table. enjoying the second cup of earl grey, just before we get ready for the first cappuccino. the sun is still fighting the clouds - i imagine it's the marine layer - but the flowers on the table are bright enough, almost glowing, to make the heart feel warm. reading the weekend supplement and the magazine, having another slice of bread with the home made plum jam and letting time pass without having to pay attention. i draw a lot of energy from these rituals.

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