Sunday Morning.

I would like to wake up to this every Sunday morning for ever and ever.

I would put on my think wooly-slipper socks and This American Life.

I would make my coffee and a savory (gf) crepe with roasted squash and fennel and rosemary.

I would sit at this table and pull out my magazines from the week and flip through the pages and just be.

It would be fantastic.

Please.

p.s. xoxo eco-roof.