Sunday Nights

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Sunday nights are made for sipping mugs of tea or red wine and reveling in a good book. They are made for warm bubble baths and Vince Guaraldi on the radio. They are made for farm fresh suppers, savored until the very last bite.

I love Sunday nights. Instead of the blues, I cherish the last moments of weekend freedom.

I do some of my best writing on Sunday nights.

Mondays blues are inevitable, but Sundays, oh I love those Sunday nights.

*photo courtesy of GaryPepperGirl

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