How I love slow mornings.. 🌿

Rainy slow mornings are the best.

Waking up with the slow rain is the best.

Smell of toasts in the morning, smell of books’ pages, smell of a dark roast coffee is the best. 

That warm feeling of those times when you hug your loved ones is the best. 

After writing a lot of pages; standing up, stretching, opening the windows and breathing fresh air is the best.  

And that heavenly, earthy, lovely smell of grass after rain is the best.

So, don’t forget to appreciate these little miracles you usually tend to ignore, hug your loved ones and say you appreciate them. Maybe you can’t hug butter toasts but you can eat them. 

⛰🌲💧🍃📖☕️