A PERFECT MORNING
Even though yesterday was Father's Day, I'm the one that scored the perfect morning. Everyone else was either sleeping over somewhere or otherwise engaged, so I got to do what I seldom get to do: luxuriate.
The perfect cup of coffee.
The perfect book of inspiration.
The perfect background music.
The perfect candle in the perfect scent (and I generally can't tolerate scented candles, but Spanish Amber is TDF).