Sunday

Any of you still up and reading this on facebook should be in bed.I should be in bed and am only here by dint of commitment to a daily stint of gratitude.  Plenty to be grateful  for today, none of it Earth shaking but all of it a pleasure.
   For Sunday morning lie-ins and slow breakfasts and for a gorgeous, sparkling sunny morning with the first ground frost of the winter, I give thanks.  That we live so close to Marazion beach I'm grateful. Rarely - maybe August bank holiday - have I seen so many people there as today. Granted, at least half of them sat in their cars eating burgers and chips without even a window open, but at least they got away from the TV.  The beach is still all over the car-park and is strangely loose and gravelly, there's a lot of seaweed and disconcerting bits of cars but for beach starved walkers it's a dream.

    I'd also like to give thanks  (I've been watching the BAFTAs) for :

                 The Beloved, who is my best mate and who cooks on Sundays,
                 Pebbles ~ I never return from the beach without a pocket full of pebbles,
                 A very weary dog who had a happy time chewing seaweed and smiling at people,
                 The smell of Date and Walnut Sunday cake in the oven,
                  And finally my bed ~ I love my bed and happily I am off there now,
                  Sweet dreams!