that perfect morning...

"Being Irish he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which      
sustained him through temporary periods of joy:)"    
~ William Butler Yeats ~    

Mornings are so splendid to me. And today's was utter loveliness. I woke up in a pleasing fever writing a poem about the golden memories and sipping the most perfectly simple chai.

I realize that there are some people who are not particularly pleased about getting up in the morning or grumble that mornings even exist at all (and I do understand given that I tend to turn into a pumpkin at midnight) so a poetic morning with lovely chai and music might be a perfect way to begin:)

I am so excited because a friend rang me up and told me about 'getting together'. So I'm thinking about getting all my old guys and girls together.

Today I am making a wonderful antioxidant cooler with...
white tea
pomegranate juice
blueberry juice
and pear juice
:)
have a beautiful week ahead :)