Sunday mornings
Sunday mornings.
Slow Sunday mornings.
Lazy Sunday mornings.
Whatever you want to call them.
I like taking it easy.
Breakfast:
An extra-large mug of hot latte.
Of course, with extra foam.
Toasted bread with some apple jam.
Eggs.
Bacon.
Slices of cucumber and tomato.
A croissant on the side.
Freshly squeezed orange juice.
Some magazine to read.
I’m taking my time.
The dogs don’t seem to be in a hurry to go anywhere either.
Neither am I.
Sunday mornings are the best.
And then reality sneaks in.
The last day of the weekend.
✨☕🩷