A Simple Cup of Tea

I'm still out of it with my dread disease (see last entry), and with the sun shining in I needed a pick me up since I now also have a very sick husband.

While he is resting I got out a very special tea pot, cup and saucer and made a two-cup pot of Earl Grey tea. I sat at my table and the sun is painting the surface with streaks of white this November Sunday morning, and as it changes to the afternoon I'm adding some quiet time alone with my dogs around me.

Hopefully tomorrow will be better, but right now I'm enjoying the quiet that comes from a nothing to do Sunday and remembering how I use to crave this kind of day when the kids were small and underfoot. There is no further complaining from this tea drinking Irish lass (Ha ha!). Instead, I am enjoying the rays, my cup of tea and the company of a quiet, peaceful morn.

Slan agus benannact
(In Irish, "God bless you till we write again!")

My Favorite Day

Sundays nights are the peace before the storm every week. So here I sit enjoying the quiet that is my favorite time of the day. It's when my mind is the most creative, and the quietest too. Days seem to run together since I am at home most of the time, but I have to admit Sundays are my favorite day of the week. It's the only day I can read and lay in bed, or take off and explore some place new like we did today.

Everyone has a favorite day of the week, be it hump day (Wednesday), or Friday that last day of the week and the beginning of every weekend. For me of course it's Sunday, because the freedom of this day is really great and it's a day for thought and simple quiet contemplation. I am more a thoughtful and introspective person and a day to really be able to do what I want, i.e. write and think is like being in my happy place all day!