That place...

Good morning to sunshine. The morning after a long, late day. The relief of reaching the top of the hill. The time to think along the way. Fog like pea soup! I climbed above it! And looked out over the top. To find sun shining above it all.

At home for me waiting. Tea, toast and warmth.

Amen to such things! To prayerful meditation, while overlooking vast sloping valleys, or just a humble tea cup.

Amen indeed.

Shell xx

Tea and satisfaction

Is there anything better than the cup of tea you have in the wake of hard work, and a job well done?

I sit here this morning with tea and a sense of such satisfaction having been for an early morning walk...

Which I must confess I didn't feel like doing when I woke up!  I felt a little fuzzy, my head a little heavy - but I put on my jacket and went anyway to find the sun and say good morning to him!

And did he not put on a marvelous welcome..?

When I got home I realised that the days I don't feel like going to see the sun and the trees on the hill, are the days I need them most.  Hard work makes you feel alive!  And makes the pleasure from the cuppa enjoyed afterwards, all the more immense.  

Shell xx