This morning, I…
turned my books into a rainbow.
perused and drooled over Yotam Ottolenghi's 'Plenty' cookbook.
left my bed unmade, crumpled sheets and all.
made sure my mug was perpetually filled with the blackest black coffee.
shrugged on a thick cardigan and enjoyed the blustery weather.
(Not pictured: I spent hours with my nose stuck in the kindle edition of Joshua Fields Millburn's 'A Day in the Life of a Minimalist'.)
What are some of your favorite things to do on a slow morning?