Good morning!
We’ve earned ourselves a slow, rainy Sunday. The bedroom window is wide open, bringing hints of woodsmoke that mingle with the smell of bacon and coffee drifting up from downstairs.
The kettle is on.
There is no rush.
The day is yours to do with as you wish.
“Take rest; a field that has rested gives a beautiful crop.”
—Ovid
Onwards,
Clara
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August 18, 2024