Ahh, Saturday.
Elizabeth August 22nd, 2009

Saturday morning is my favourite time of the week. It’s often the first opportunity Tim and I have to wake up together, in our own time, since I begin work so much earlier than he does during the week.
Every once in a while he ducks down to our local cafe to snatch the last cherry danish for me. The pastry is crunchy, sweet and buttery, and the cherries are perfectly sour. This morning Tim had an escargot.
It’s nearly 1pm, and I’m still lounging around in his pajamas. The sun is out, and I’ve spent the morning playing with my beautiful new camera.
Coffee, sun, art, music, hugs, and dinner with friends later.
This is the life.
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