Saturday morning

I have decided that there simply aren't enough hours in the day...  As I sit here on a beautiful Saturday morning, so many plans and projects come to mind.  I would love to get out and shoot something fabulous in the morning light.  I would love to make a big breakfast for my four man-children, as well as my husband, Gram, and another random child who happened to be here last night.  But then I open my beloved mac, for just a moment, and find this, which led me to this, and off to this.(you know how I adore lemons!)  Now I want to make something fabulous for dessert, which would mean a trip to the grocery somewhere within my day.  And then, I find her, and what?  She is local?  Inspirational *and* local?  And wait, didn't I want to spend some time in the gardens today?  But chez poulez really needs to be cleaned...  And I need to find where the water is leaking from the pond, and where shall we go on date night tonight? Oh yes, dinner - something fabulous for dinner, but what?  And although I would love to make it to the Saturday market (no, I really must make it, not only to find something for that fabulous dinner, but there is always something to shoot at the market!) is there really time?

So you see, in a perfect world, my days would consist of 36 hours, rather than 24.  Wouldn't that be divine?

Happy Saturday friends~

xo