Breakfast views

When I was packing to leave my apartment in Helsinki, one of the things that made me teary was the thought of missing my regular morning view. I loved to sit with my tea and look out over the school, or into the back yard to see what the squirrels were up to. 

A good friend reminded me that being on the move would let me see many more, different breakfast views. Funny how I hadn’t thought of that yet.

There have indeed been many wonderful mornings since then.

Today there is a seal playing in the bay.