The year is drawing to a close.
(Actually, at time of writing, the year has already drawn to a close, but the difference is but a day, so no matter)
I thought I would write a little about the breakfasts I have had during the year.
Because for some strange reason I seem to have taken many pictures of them.
Eggs; there have been a lot of eggs.
Breads; there seem to be a lot of them too.
Each plate has a story- and I suppose I could write about them one by one- but that would be too much- and I think it better to let the pictures speak for themselves.
All I'll say is that they're very meaningful- each and every one of them.
And I'm thankful for all the mornings they have brightened, the days they have energized, and the memories they have created. :)