Riding with a friend from the village to hear classical music at one of the village Chateaux, they turned to me and said "It's Goldilocks Weather!" I was puzzled, but then they went on to say..."not too hot, not too cold, just right!" It hit me this morning, my life is a Goldilocks Life.
Last night, I had already gone upstairs and was settled in. I heard a knock at the front door downstairs.
The knock persisted. I got up and went down to find Genevieve at the front door with a package of heart-shaped waffles she had made.
I told her I was sorry, I had been upstairs and I was slow getting to the door.
I need to start opening the upstairs porte-fenetre to see who is there and ask them to wait.
We had a brief, but wonderful visit on the front porch.
I try to make Sundays a little special, so heart-shaped waffles were it this morning!
It makes no difference if it's: the birds singing, the sun shining, the breeze blowing, the plum tree blooming, the Lot flowing, letters from home, bells ringing, or friends dropping by with sweet surprises...
...every day is a Goldilocks Day in the Lot!
Huge Merci to Genevieve!
Happy Sunday!
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