My mother’s cooking.
My mum cooks everything from cottage pie to katsu curry. Regardless of what it is or where it's from, it always tastes like home. There’s an intangible something about my mother’s cooking that feeds the soul as well as the stomach.
A quiet day off.
"Got any plans for your day off?" "None whatsoever." There’s nothing quite like taking a sleepy mid-week day off work.
I tend to start the day with lie in before making a hearty breakfast. I'll stroll down to the local coffee shop with my laptop, grab the prime spot on the sofa and spend most of the day writing. I enjoy the quiet days as much as the loud ones.
Walking by the sea.
I'm lucky to live less than 500 meters away from the sea. Whether I’m getting blasted by the gale force winds, narrowly avoiding it’s waves on a rough day or watching the sun dance on it’s surface in the height of summer, you can often catch me wandering along the coast.
I firmly believe that taking the time to appreciate the power and beauty of nature will keep anyone humble.
Reading in the garden.
I know this is quite rare, but I’ve always been more of a writer than a reader. However, in recent years, I’ve started reading in the garden.
The ambience of the sea breeze blowing past the trees as the birds sing in the distance puts me in the perfect headspace to read.
Since this discovery, I’ve spent many an evening in the garden reading until I can't see the print anymore.
What are the wonders in your world?