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These are the Days

These are the days of early morning runs, soaking up the morning sunshine with nothing in my ears but birdsong.  Unless there is a new episode of the Close Reads podcast. I switched my afternoon walk for a morning one, trying to get more of that magical morning sunshine.




These are the days of reading aloud at lunch, one of the few school year habits we keep going year round.



These are the days of making time for a quarterly planning session/date day/parent teacher meeting. We've been dating at this restaurant for most of our marriage and it feels like home.



These are the days of planting colour and beauty in the garden, better late than never.



These are the days of gathering over tea and poetry and treats after a month of upside down schedules and travel.




These are the days of hefty TBR stacks and time to read by the firepit and on the back porch.



These are the days of discovering the peonies are blooming in the back garden. These are the days of spontanous beach days and staying until we have the beach to ourselves.



These are the days of early summer and they feel like magic.

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