We passed on a lovely breakfast. We passed on a quiet morning of work at the farmhouse. And on a walk through the dampened fields and grasses. Instead, every routine was done methodically, without enthusiasm.
Why?
Well, some bug or tainted food or something crept into my evening yesterday and the challenge was to get through the next day, spend a modest amount of time with Snowdrop helping the young couple and then shuffle back to the farmhouse, drink a tenth cup of chamomile tea and retreat to the comfort of a bed with a very fluffy quilt on it -- the kind that shuts out the noise of whatever pesky issue is disturbing your sense of well being.
And so I take a pass on writing a longer post. And on taking many photos. Just a trio, of the playful, cheerful one.
Now, where is that quilt and my cup of tea?
Why?
Well, some bug or tainted food or something crept into my evening yesterday and the challenge was to get through the next day, spend a modest amount of time with Snowdrop helping the young couple and then shuffle back to the farmhouse, drink a tenth cup of chamomile tea and retreat to the comfort of a bed with a very fluffy quilt on it -- the kind that shuts out the noise of whatever pesky issue is disturbing your sense of well being.
And so I take a pass on writing a longer post. And on taking many photos. Just a trio, of the playful, cheerful one.
Now, where is that quilt and my cup of tea?
Oh do feel better soon. The tea and fluffy quilt sound like the perfect medicine. And that last photo of s is enough to make anyone smile.
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