I’d wake up at first light, pull on a warm sweater. After brewing a warming pot of tea I’d wander out into the gardens to plan my day. What part of the garden needs me right now? Weeding, cultivating, and pruning. Oh, what a lovely way to spend my days. The snapdragons, the snowberries, and forget-me-nots demand attention.
After a morning of garden work/play, I could relax with my lunch and enjoy the view that mother nature and I have created together. Then a walk into the village to purchase the ingredients for dinner. A stroll around town and a visit to my favorite bookstore for a book to read in the afternoon. A perfect day.
But I live here. In the Northeastern U.S.
Not quite as pretty, but it does have it’s moments. Like these.
My day is cold and snow-covered with wind gusts wrapping themselves around my house. Not quite the Irish cottage I photographed last summer, but it’s home.