Last night Roberto and I slept on the balcony.
I am serious. We wanted to sleep in a tent, near the swimming pool.
But I finished working at 10 pm and by the time we arrived home we were already too tired. Therefore we just slept on the balcony to see the stars.
It was wonderful but I fell asleep immediately and I dind't see any shooting star.
This morning we went picking strawberries, raspberries and redcurrant, and then made a huge bowl of fruit salad and druk a cappuccino.
Such a great morning!!
This is "What breakfast means to me" summer edition =)
Breakfast means beginning the day with something special, with a smile and some nice ideas for the day.
PS(I wrote this post yesterday, so "Last night" is "Yesterday night" and so on).