Happy Saturday
By the time you read this I would of been up since 5.00am Saturday morning, showered and ever so slightly groomed, dragged sleepy Timothy O out of bed and shoved him in our car, driven and made a pit stop in at The Brewbakers for fresh bread (refer last weeks post ((they open supa early!)) arrived at our Farmers Market, bumped into my parents amongst the foggy looking 5.30am crowd and shared a coffee and pastry, then went on to complete the weekly produce shop – all in the space of an hour. Goodness. Even though I am shattered I am so happy. Appreciating the small things nourishes the soul!
vR x
wow what super charged morning-love the quote. It's so true! xo