I am grateful for unplanned monday lunchtime feasts, Belmondo‘s sublime chicken liver pate and for my tendency to overcater. Yes, even for a picnic.
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I love a good cup of hot tea. Its comforting. It feels like home. It stills me as it warms me. It is such a simple pleasure that I don’t always ponder. And that I definitely take for granted. Tonight I am grateful for a cup of tea, for the realisation of how therapeutic it actually is. And because it means it’s nearly bedtime.
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I am grateful for choices. Today I chose to spend an exquisite weekday morning on the beach. Because I was in awe of the beauty of the day and because I could. I am grateful that I get to choose. And I will never take that for granted. Ever.
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I am grateful for a renewed awareness of the gifts that are everywhere. For a minneola tangelo. An intriguing mix of tangerine and grapefruit. A deliciously juicy sweet citrus fruit on a mild winters day. One of life’s wonderful combinations. Pure bliss.
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I am grateful for a wonderful sighting in the national park this morning. Just wonderful. A sight I never tire of. And one that always reminds me of B.
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I am grateful for how little it truly takes to make me happy. I was in heaven today over a cup of coffee and a piece of chocolate cake. I had it with lunch, for afternoon tea and for dinner. I love how I convince myself that if I have a light meal, a piece of cake doesn’t count. It is the most divine cake. I found it by googling easiest cake recipe in the world. Genuinely. (I have a valid reason for doing this). And anyway its vegan so it’s okay to overindulge. Which means I can have a piece before bed.
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I am grateful for books. For new books, for secondhand books and for rare books. For fiction and non-fiction. For coffee table and for bedside. I love all books. Except e-books. I am grateful I have a love for books and for reading. I love that my girls do too. I am especially grateful for the morning spent browsing in Berkelouw books. A new thing for our family to do together. After breakfast out of course.
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It’s clearly too early for the benefits of my green juice a day to kick in. My energy levels are a bit low. So I cut my morning run aka shuffle short and sat with my coffee and watched the ocean whilst I waited for my friends. I am grateful for that moment of solitude, that moment of stillness, but mostly for the feel of the beautiful winter sun on my upturned face. Pure bliss.
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I am very grateful for lazy rainy sunday mornings. Climbing back into bed with my morning coffee, my mac and my fur. Perfection. Well almost.
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I couldn’t get warm today. I was so very grateful for the only warm spot I could find in my home.The winter sun streaming in to my kitchen. Believe it or not, I simply sat in that patch of warmth and had my morning coffee. Bliss.
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