Evening light in the kitchen, soft and warm after a long day. Rhubarb for pudding balancing on the potato basket, dishes drip drying, the garden scattered with toys, racquets, balls, bare feet needing to be washed, sunlight behind curtains and that childhood agony of bedtime while it's still bright, walks in the newly stubbled fields, finding flint on the dusty lane, the whole wonderful June-ness of it all.
A lovely photo matched to an equally lovely post. Very relaxing.....
ReplyDeletethank you Mitzi - it's so nice to read your comments, always so kind!
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