follow this formula
A good lie in.
A lazy cuppa obtained from your favorite bearded coffee purveyor.
Now lace up your boots and ramble into the countryside.
Do stop for a slice of lemon meringue pie at the Austen-era teahouse overlooking the river.
And after tramping in the forest has worn you out, shed your jacket and use it as picnic blanket on the sunny side of the canal.
Your glorious Sunday fades out softly, the flora and fauna of this secret garden habitat bidding you good night.
What’s your fail-safe formula for a great weekend?
Such a sweet way to spend the day :)
I always forget how restorative it is to take a real sabbath and just sort of meander through your day. It’s lovely. :)
Bliss! I’ll take lemon meringue pie any day of the week :)
Amen to that! :) I had another pop-up bistro/restaurant evening in my house last week, and the pie was still so much on my mind that I made little lemon souffles in jam jars as the dessert! xx to you.
This looks so nice! I think a good weekend is just one I can spend with my boyfriend (I don’t mean to be overly sappy — We just live 5 hours apart and I frequently have to work weekends, so it’s wonderful to be able to actually spend time together).
I know long-distance far too well too think that that’s sappy, it sounds wonderful. :)
I think you and I would be friends… your weekend sounds like a dream. :)
That’s possibly the best way to chill and relax over a weekend.
My favourite way to spend a weekend would be to read and read and simply read with no distractions.