coneflower bloomsI’m sipping on a tall mug of tea listening to “oldies” music while my sweet husband is cooking us Sunday breakfast. Does it get much better than this?

On the menu: center-cut bacon slices, pan-fried baby potatoes, eggs, and toasted, homemade bread slathered with raspberry fruit spread. Disclaimer: we do eat a mostly plant-based diet the rest of the week, but Sunday breakfast is our one holdout.

Unlike many folks, we are morning people. Six am will find us already up drinking hot beverages (his coffee/mine hot tea), reading the news. Being alone together on Sunday mornings is one of the blessings we are grateful for in our Empty Nest phase. Forty-four years in we still enjoy spending time together. We are blessed.