To me, there's nothing quite as relaxing as a leisurely weekend breakfast. After the frenzy that is Monday to Friday finally comes to a close Friday evening, the weekends are all about relaxing, having fun and the enjoyment of living. This morning, we sat at the dining table watching the spring rain slicking the garden and splattering the snowdrops and crocuses that have begun to blossom since the winter freeze abated. Still snuggled in our PJs, we devoured warm, flaky croissants, smothered in the wonderful french preserve I've just discovered. With orange juice and mugs of steaming tea to wash them down. Bliss.
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