A weekend of moments and wander
It's been a weekend of moments, wonderfully slow moments, the ones you spend wondering, with your feet up, waiting for nothing to happen. The lazy kind, the contemplating kind, the ones you find smiling for no special reason, for knowing you are part of it all. Where no trouble dares cross your mind. It's been a weekend of sweet iced coffee, sipped on bright sunny patios, with warm bare feet and knees heated by the summer sun. Of plates stacked high with brownies, with milk lining the tops of greedy lips.
It's been about slow walks through forgotten streets, of gardens filled with English roses, and colourful stems of chards and rhubarb like bouquets in market stalls. Of Wild mushrooms in tones of yellow, bright pink radishes and red onions with fresh green tops. All in all its been a good weekend! How was yours? Was it sweet and slow?