What a beautiful, glorious day. I actually woke up at 420am, intending to catch the sunrise. But I’m a huge sucker for clouds at sunrise, and there wasn’t any to be seen this morning – just the stars.
So I messaged C and we rearranged to soak in the sun instead, five hours later.
We took a long, leisurely stroll around our neighborhood, through bushes, quiet residential streets with the lovely purple blooms of jaracandas, and wound up sitting alfresco at a cafe for brunch and Bellini.
One of those days where, even if you didn’t do much, you feel so intensely alive, and happy. To see the clear blue skies overhead, watch the sparkle of the water below, feel the cool breeze on your face, and smell the gentle fragrance of flowers in bloom.