Sunday, February 17, 2013
I usually go for a walk with my neighbour, Shirley, on the weekend. We manage to trudge up as far as a McDonalds restaurant, grab a coffee, chat and shlump back home. Shirley is at least 20 years my senior, so the walk is never much of a workout for me.
Today I can imagine something different...
A little walk (promenade) in this beautiful sunshine and warm temperature... sashaying toward a hot cup of TEA! Oh my.
I would fit into a Jane Austen novel today and wander about in my button up shoes, parasol in hand and sipping a beverage of infused leaves from India. Mr. Darcie, where are you?
Alas, I shall go for a wee trek north, enjoy a java and return to my book afterward. Later, I shall boil a kettle and enjoy the rest of my weekend.