Happiness is weird. It comes in weird forms. Sometimes it’s as simple as your baby’s first steps, sometimes as complicated as a surge in the stocks, and sometimes it’s downright silly, like being rewarded with a lick on the face by your favourite pet.
Today happiness came to me in the form of a simple home baked honey-oats, brown bread that was well risen, soft, chewy and filled with the goodness of homemade love 🙂
Bad picture, I know. We couldn’t wait to eat it! 😉
How did Happiness knock on your door? Write to me!!
Till later, folks!