Why can’t every day be like Sunday?
The older I get the more I realize just how much I love Sundays. Even though my Sundays are never the same they always end up being my favorite day of the week. They are slow and full of time for my family and friends.
There are no errands to be run or deadlines to be met, they are simple.
Yesterday mine consisted of Cinnamon Raisin French Toast, testing a new recipe for baby cheesecakes, tea with my aunts and grandmother and a relaxing walk with a great friend through one of my favorite spots.
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| My road less traveled :) |
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| The view from my rope swing in my favorite spot :) |
As summer approaches and the days are longer I love how I can fit so much in without feeling rushed.
Hope your Sundays are wonderful!
:) Leah
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