afternoon delight
Monday
i am loving it.
woke up at 8, went to pick up open exam, faaack. one of the questions looks alright, i can blag one of the other seven.
despite it being warm and muggy (blue, blue skies!) Chris and i went on the "in memory of Emily's broken dish" shop. picked up too much heavy food, and lugged it all in the icky heat. good thing i bought lots of yummy fresh juice! Chris is cooking a curry tonight for Dad, so we're making it nice and special with poppadums and mango/chutney, and i'm also serving fresh strawberries with custard for pudding!! can't wait.
in the afternoon, Chris and i woke from our nap to a fabulous thunderstorm. blue turned to grey, and all was heavenly. (i hope Dad learned his lesson not to trust British weather and brough a "brolly" out!) there was loud booming thunder, sharp bright crackling lightning, and lots and lots of rain. he has a great view of the lake from his room, framed by some willow trees, so i just sat up and stared for awhile. the window was stretched open and you could smell the fresh air. just what we needed. everything has been renewed, seems greener.
i never wanted the moment to end. the perfect thunderstorm, in the most wonderful of settings.
Saturday & Sunday still coming, i swear.
i am loving it.
woke up at 8, went to pick up open exam, faaack. one of the questions looks alright, i can blag one of the other seven.
despite it being warm and muggy (blue, blue skies!) Chris and i went on the "in memory of Emily's broken dish" shop. picked up too much heavy food, and lugged it all in the icky heat. good thing i bought lots of yummy fresh juice! Chris is cooking a curry tonight for Dad, so we're making it nice and special with poppadums and mango/chutney, and i'm also serving fresh strawberries with custard for pudding!! can't wait.
in the afternoon, Chris and i woke from our nap to a fabulous thunderstorm. blue turned to grey, and all was heavenly. (i hope Dad learned his lesson not to trust British weather and brough a "brolly" out!) there was loud booming thunder, sharp bright crackling lightning, and lots and lots of rain. he has a great view of the lake from his room, framed by some willow trees, so i just sat up and stared for awhile. the window was stretched open and you could smell the fresh air. just what we needed. everything has been renewed, seems greener.
i never wanted the moment to end. the perfect thunderstorm, in the most wonderful of settings.
Saturday & Sunday still coming, i swear.