No morning alarm.
Nowhere to be.
An enticing book within reach of the bed.
Sunshine drilling through the window onto my face.
A husband willing to get up early to start the fires, feed the cats, hay the goats, and fetch the groceries.
No homework.
No planned chores.
A long, complex, delicious-looking recipe printed out.
Bread books open to dough-crusted pages.
A fresh stack of chocolate-chip pancakes.
Two bottles of orange juice (one with LOTS of pulp).
Plans later to meet friends for a movie and dinner.
Unhurried time.
Grongar 
Perfect!!
Perfect!
Sigh. And those pancakes look spectacular (I am ignoring the fact that there is chocolate in there). This was a fun post, all comfy and cozy and just what I needed to read and hear. 🙂
Kayte, I made one without chocolate for you. It’s on the top of the pile. 🙂
That IS perfect.
❤