Sunday morning

It's a lazy kind of day. Wet and cold outside, too wet to work. I have to go see my recovery mentor later this morning, but before I do that I have some cinnamon rolls to eat with my gal. I woke up early, and accepted it. I welcomed the quiet time to get my head together before the day begins in earnest. Since I was up, I made some sweet bread and turned it into cinnamon rolls. Laura is up now, the dog is walked and we will sit down to the shared table.

As it is in our world, the table is cluttered with fish hooks, bobbers, doggie treats, laptops and recipes for other things.