It’s a cuddly sort of Saturday morning, dark and cloudy and quiet with the hope of rain. The sort of day where everything is leisurely and gentle, nothing rushed or harried.

It’s a day for meanderings through the gardens, checking on the progress of baby kale, sturdy cabbages, and prolific radishes, peas, and parsley.

garden seedlingsOf strolls to chicken pens collecting freshly laid eggs and scratching the ears of dogs eager for some loving.

eggs in the leavesOf morning naps, coffee breaks with slices of strawberry tart, and snuggling under blankets to lose myself in a new mystery, favorite magazine, and a few squares of dark chocolate.

books and chocolateWhat are some of your simple pleasures? xo