January 03, 2012

small stone 3

Last morning of the holidays demands a cup of tea in bed. 
fingers curled around the hot cup, 
wisps of steam ironing out the sleepy crinkles of my face. 


7 comments:

  1. I don't believe you have any crinkles Belinda! Lovely! Keep up the good work, love Linda x

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  2. You have a lovely blog and you always surprise me with your beautiful images when I have been away too long.

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  3. Sounds like a wonderful slow start to your day but I agree with the former comment...not a crinkle in sight~!

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  4. No crinkles, but the idea of tea in bed - priceless!

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  5. I'm having that day today.

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  6. Cheers. SmallBean and I are watching Harry Potter and eating cheesecake. Can't think of a better way to spend our last day of the hols. And I am drinking mugs of crinkle-ironing tea too. Ax

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  7. That doesn't work for me, perhaps I've had my crinkles for too long.

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