I never manage to photograph the mille feuille before I accidentally eat them, whenever I pop into Merci Marcie's lovely cafe, even when I take one home ... to photograph it.
I keep trying ... really. Once a week probably:-) And so, I turned my camera elsewhere on today's visit.
And now that I have a Nespresso machine. Finally.
Now, for the first time in 6 months, I am enjoying the breakfast I best love ... an espresso, toast, butter and jam.
Well ... now I can no longer have coffee while out and wandering because my mornings are all about 2 espresso before and with breakfast.
My new drink, for out there, is ginger and lemon tea, with honey. I have it in the evenings too. I had a wicked coughing cold for two weeks. I was fairly sure my lungs were going pop out one night. That night I didn't sleep one single wink ... but they didn't, and I am left with this big love for the tea that got me through.
I'm okay here in Surrey. Meeting marvelous people, making a tiny new home beautiful, setting up to teach photography workshops again, to photograph pets, to photograph family homes, and portraits. Maybe an event or two.
It's unfolding, and I have espresso in my mornings again. Life is quite beautiful.