The Perfect Day

What constitutes “The Perfect Day”.

For me, it is sleeping in late without waking to an alarm clock or being interrupted by the telephone or doorbell ringing – stretching and easing myself out of bed.  Having a breakfast of hot cocoa spiked with a little Bailey’s to give it that creaminess and topped with whipped cream and a sprinkling of cinnamon accompanied by a delicious chocolate croissant.

Taking all this outside to the patio and reading the paper while soaking up the sun.  No running errands, going grocery shopping, or doing projects around the house but listening to my favourite tunes and just relaxing with my feet up.  Taking the time to watch the birds at the feeder, or seeing the chipmunk dancing lightly around the fence or the young rabbit who has taken up residence nibbling peacefully at the vast amount of clover encircling the grass in our yard.

Later in the afternoon, we might take a drive to the beach or cottage country and stroll along the waterfront or hike a trail with no hills and sing songs along with the radio.  We might then stop for a picnic lunch or stop in a small town cafe and converse about future plans or debate the merits of our baseball team and why they are having the year they are or world order.  It doesn’t really matter as long as it is friendly and not to complicated.  Save the drama and what needs to be done for another day.

Or we might take in a concert, go canoeing, visit friends and enjoy the environment and ambiance.  Once the event is over and we are on our way home, we might stop for an ice cream cone – a reward for just being us.  Once home we will spark up the barbecue, have a nice, light dinner and a glass of wine and arrange the patio so we can have a fire and relax while watching the flames consume the wood we picked up on our way home.

Doesn’t get any better than that, folks! The end of a Perfect Day.  What makes yours a perfect day?



2 thoughts on “The Perfect Day

  1. Yes this definitely coincides with my vision of the perfect day! Awe…but they seem to be few and far between these days…
    but that’s why we enjoy them when they do come run.


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