Getting up early in the morning, before the sun comes up even. Stillness. Quiet. Peace. I am all alone. No one needs me. Nothing is required of me. No noise. Time and space to think, dream, read, write, plan, be.
Then, watching the sunrise, all pinks and oranges and blues:
Finding my all-time favorite seasonal flavor of coffee at the grocer:
Then sipping it in my happy Christmas mug:
Pineapples… they’re just such happy little things. I cannot explain it, but I love this fruit. Not just to eat– but visually, they’re energizing. I have even started to decorate my master bathroom with pineapple decor. It brings a smile to my face:
Paris… anything having to do with this City of Romance… or the French language… or France, in general. I’m seriously obsessed with all things French. My master bedroom is currently being decorated in French decor. And I’m totally allowing it to spill out into my kitchen decorum and well:
Visiting my folks in Michigan. Lots of happy memories of my childhood. And new happy memories being made with my own family there. Michigan and my hometown will always carry a special place in my heart. We went to Michigan for Christmas this year and it snowed SO much. It was breathtakingly beautiful. I was like a kid again, watching all the lovely snow fall:
Fancy imported butters. I dunno why. Very random indeed. It’s just pure, simple (two ingredients), and SO yummy: