With a new job, it seemed only appropriate to have a new attitude,
to add some more adventure to my spirit
and to start using a new method of transportation.
There is nothing like riding through the village before anyone is awake.
Once upon a time, I always said a dream job to have while I was writing my book
would be either a quiet coffee shop or a tucked away bookstore.
Can you believe I got my quiet coffee shop? Cinderella knew.
Dreams do come true.
I even got a Wonderland of a garden, all mine to tend and love,
on days when being inside is just unfathomable.
The Mad Hatter popped out of a geranium one day and asked me to tea.
Alice was there and the White Rabbit.
Can you imagine the magic? The thrill of a forest of greens?
The smell of fresh coffee every morning?
The smile I get to wear every day?
I hope life is being as lovely to all of you. xo