The purple coneflowers we planted in our side garden last year are blooming like crazy. Every time I round the corner onto our street and see them, in all of their purple coneflowery splendor, I get a little rush of happiness.
There is a new David’s Tea location that just opened in Waterloo. I went there this morning, and it was a very soothing experience, wandering around and sniffing teas, even though Ellie decided halfway through that she was hungry and tired and generally NOT INTERESTED in hanging around while I dithered over flavours. I’m currently sipping a mug of their Buttered Rum flavour, which contains coconut and vanilla (and sadly no actual rum).
Now that the postal strike has ended and the mailpeople seem to have worked their way through most of the backlog, I’ve received the two issues of Real Simple that were languishing unread in a dusty warehouse somewhere. This means I can spend a few minutes of Ellie’s naptime every day drinking a hot beverage and daydreaming about all of the various projects I will likely never attempt and yet very much enjoy contemplating, like repainting an old dresser or making a peach galette or wearing the right type of jeans for my body type.
I just ordered three pairs of baby legwarmers. I am anticipating X-Treme Cuteness when they arrive.