This morning before the birds stopped singing in the shadows, Roger hung me a clothesline. Long enough to hold all my white sheets. He knows one of my favourite things is a spring scent infused sheet. A delight I have longed for years. He also knows this is my week and God must know also, blooming the lilacs early, so my room will be filled with my favourites the week my babe is to be born.





Hoping your Monday started as fresh as mine