Another one of the absolute best things about not smoking is that I have my sense of SMELL back. And, that sense grows stronger with each passing year. This summer has been quite a delight with the fresh fruits (I think I buy peaches everytime I go to the produce section whether I want them or not) and oh my gosh, the pineapples? Did they always smell that good?
Weekend mornings are also exceptionally nice, because I spend some of the early morning hours outside on my screened in porch on the front of my house. (By the way, brewed coffee? Oh my, does that smell good too!!) The smells of summertime - freshly mowed grass, flowers in bloom, gentle breezes - and yes, even the smell of HEAT saturates my senses to the point of - well, for lack of the correct word here - oblivion!
The sun is up - and shining on my left shoulder. The birds are flying and chirping. I have the slightest cool morning breeze flowing over my skin. A cuppa Joe, and today - I have you for company. Can weekend mornings get any better than this? (Maybe talk to me in the winter, where my sense of I WOULD RATHER STAY WARM kicks in...)
Off to begin the morning abolitions....a single homeowning mom's chores are never done.
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