No really, it is another day in Paradise - remember way back when it was the first day of summer holidays when you were a child? Six weeks of sun and freedom stretched out in front of you......that feeling is one that I have been recapturing over the last 20 mornings.
I open the front door, and sit in the morning sun with my coffee. I walk through the wet grass to my garden, and putter around my greenhouse. I watch the swallows dive and swoop after insects, and occasionally a shadow passes over from an eagle soaring in the morning thermals.
I feel reconnected, if that makes sense.
Have a lovely Friday.