It is a perfect rainy bank holiday Sunday afternoon. I have just worked my way through several Sunday papers, and several more cups of tea, and later on I have a bath bomb from Lush to look forward to (Geo Phyzz) which I shall enjoy whilst reading Eclipse, the third novel in Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight series. Dear Carl is in the kitchen cooking me a surprise lunch, and just a little while ago, I was puttering about in the bedroom, and spotted a grey squirrel tight-rope walking along our garden fence, dodging the raindrops as he went. I have been online and ordered the yarn for my ripple stitch crochet blanket…after spending hours choosing my colours, I abandoned them all at the last minute and chose Oatmeal, Slate, Poplar, Berry and Lagoon from here
Tomorrow I hope to go blackberrying, and all in all, I am so happy that if I were a kitten, I would purr.
Isn’t that just a delightful phrase? I would love to claim it for my own, but I have magpied it from London Southern Belle, who has a scrumptious style of writing. Here is the post that I borrowed it from:
I hope that you are all having a wonderful bank holiday weekend too.