MILKTOAST: the grass is greener in belgium.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

the grass is greener in belgium.

this beautiful spot in belgium would make for a lovely summer vacation property, don't you agree? could you imagine floating on a warm sunny afternoon in that wistful pool with a glass of raspberry mint water sweating in your hands? or maybe stretched out on a blanket for an afternoon nap on the soft grassy lawn [big dog beside you]? i would love to get lost wandering among the grounds and gardens or playing hide-and-go-seek with my nieces and nephews among the hedges. what a perfect way to spend the summer.

images courtesy of architectural digest

i wonder how long it would take for work to notice i was gone if i left today...

milk and toast -- a favourite and most nurturing combination. I like my milk ice cold with a straw (one of those cute paper straws with red stripes), or steaming hot, flavoured with a little vanilla and a lot of cinnamon. my toast -- usually two slices at once, and oftentimes flanked with apple slices or cheddar cheese -- is buttery and crunchy.

while growing old together with this blog, and watching it evolve, I've found joy in the milk and toast of my life, and have carved out a little place in the world wide web to record it. stick around, read a few entries -- perhaps you'll find something you love or can relate to.