I stepped outside my sun room door one morning with a cup of coffee in hand while still in my bathrobe.
Sitting down on the door sill I marveled at the morning's ornaments.
I breathed deeply and the lilacs obliged.
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"I am excessively fond of a cottage; there is always so much comfort, so much elegance about them". ~ Jane Austen "The orn...
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The last time I joined in with Ginny's yarn along I was knitting a green market bag. I finally completed it and wanted to share it amon... -
I rounded the corner into the kitchen bright and early, but not too early as breakfast had been eaten and a load of clothes was already wash...