I am sitting in my new favourite morning spot in the house. I am on the sofa by by the front room window which is open so that I can hear the ciccadas which is one of my favourite sounds - its the sound of an American summer to me. It was the first sound I really heard when I stepped out of Miami airport back in 1999 at 1am
I can see my beautiful front room that makes me feel so serene (even when there is a train track setup on the floor)
It very quiet apart from the ciccadas, the noise of the dog and his claws clicking around on the back deck which is drifting in through the kitchen window and the soft swish of the ceiling fans upstairs.
I have a fresh cup of coffee and the light is steadily increasing in the room as the morning gets later. I always know that I have anything from 30 minutes of this magical silent time up to 1.5 hours.
Then I will be joined by the girls if its the weekend or I will need to get up and get in the shower if its a workday.
This is my time. Lately I have come to realise that out of my closest friends I am one of the few that actually works full time. They get more time at home to be in their home and do their laundry etc than I do. This is my only "me time" and I treasure it.
Today is day 5 of my 10 day vacation and its going to be a peaceful one. I have some volunteer book-keeping to do, some mail to post, some laundry to attend to, a lovely breakfast to indulge in, a lovely lunch to do the same with and some dusting. I look forward to it all.
We had a great couple of days in PEI and I will write that post up with pictures very soon, right now I am going back to my coffee.