The simple things

It's the simple pleasures that mean the most to me. Home made soup on a cold winter day,

Home made jam using gifted produce.

fresh bread straight from the oven, really is there a better smell.

and the unconditional love of our fur babies, without which I really don't know how I would make it through some days.

It's been a strange week, very tired and very sore, yet I pushed myself and saw a glimmer of that person who used to live here.

Was it worth it? I'm not sure but getting all I achieved done this week it couldn't of been all bad.

Hope your enjoying your weekend

See ya