When I got up yesterday morning, the sunlight streaming into the living room was utterly enchanting. It wasn’t quite warm enough to sit outside, but that little corner of the sofa? A haven of sunshiney goodness.
When it was time to start work, I just couldn’t bring myself to go up to the attic, as cheery as it is. I stayed in the sunshine just a little longer.
As soon as the sun hit my little terrace I was out there, with the laptop, an old whist table, and a cuppa. I spent the rest of the day out there.
It may have technically been work, but it certainly didn’t feel like it.