Pottering round the house. Bare feet and painted toenails adorned with fake pearls. Puppy following. Drinking tea and eating cookies. Cleaning up last nights wine glasses. Remnants of friends visiting. Emptying left over prosecco. Clacking the new acrylic nails as I pass through door frames. Rain lightly falling. Cleaning as I go. Waiting for fresh books to be delivered. Easy going box sets playing in the background. The air perfumed with scented candles. Given as gifts.
This house, that we’ve made home.
I’m struck by my good fortune. My luck. My gratitude. My happiness. My contentment.

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