William asks for pancakes and bacon, to be eaten on the patio, almost every Saturday.
Lately the mornings are too cool and overcast with our typical June gloom to eat on the patio.
And often we're just too busy for making pancakes and bacon.
But today was the first time in a long string of Saturdays that we weren't hosting a party, heading out somewhere, or had a big project to conquer.
And the sun was out!
So breakfast on the patio it was.
Oh how I love a sunny, summer, Saturday!
To make things even better, we had our first peaches from the bare root tree we planted last year.And I put some of our black berries in the pancakes.
I think they were the best pancakes I have ever had.
And, I'm feeling better.
Not 100%, but about 80%, and that feels about a million times better than I have for the past 3 days.
No more body aches and fevers.
Instead a mommy who feels like getting up and making breakfast.
Breakfast together at the turquoise picnic table?
It's one of my most favorite things.
Ever.
Good idea, William.
You are a boy after my own heart.
Now I have the rest of the day to enjoy.
I'm going to try to resist the urge to get things done since I am feeling better.
Instead, I'm going to play chess with William while the baby naps and the rest of the family is out looking at a vintage fridge.
Yes, that's right.
A vintage fridge.
I'll keep you posted.
Happy Summer Saturday!
Love from,
Greta
2 comments:
oh I want a peach tree! not that that would work here. sigh. but we do have those tiny wild strawberries, yum. hmmm, blackberries... pancakes... our summer is hiding somewhere, but i think i can do pancakes tomorrow.
lovely photos, btw. you're getting to be quite the styling expert and graphic designer!
glad your feeling better. and can't wait to hear about the vintage fridge!
So glad you are feeling better!
Those pancakes look delicious! I will be over next Saturday for breakfast at the turquoise table. : ) About the fridge- years ago after Hurricane Ike came and destroyed much of the coast of Texas, people in my parent's neighborhood were cleaning out flood damaged items and throwing them away. We found a vintage fridge on the corner and took it home thinking it would be cool to convert into something else. We never did anything with it, so we decided to sell it in the fall right before we moved. A man stopped by our garage sale and asked if it worked, we said no. But then stammered a little and told him that we had never actually plugged it in. He insisted we did, and guess what- it worked! Haha! We had to tell him, sorry man, it's staying with us. We gave him a consolation weed eater. Ha!
Post a Comment