HarrietQuiet evening on the porch swing in the soft sweater. Wine glass on the small table, wind chimes doing the slow easy thing in the dusk. The swing is wide enough for two. Come over, it has been a long week and I want to sit with the right person 🌬️
HarrietSunday morning in the sunny window seat in the cashmere robe. Coffee, the Sunday Times, the slow easy thing. The other half of the cushion is yours. Come over, you do not have to read the paper, you can just be here 📰
HarrietNew soft cream silk scarf arrived. The colour was perfect, the weight is the kind that drapes. Wore it on the walk home in the wool coat. The combination is the one I have been planning for the right hour to send you the photo 🧣
HarrietLate dinner at the sleek wine bar with the colleagues tonight. Earned a glass and then another. I left the stool next to me open. I kept hoping the next person through the door would be you. It still might be 🍷
HarrietLong walk through the tree-lined neighbourhood in the soft trench coat. The autumn leaves are doing their thing in the way that makes me want to call someone. I was thinking about you the whole loop 🍂
HarrietSunday cooking marathon at the sunny kitchen counter. Three meals prepped in the small glass containers. The week is set. The extra container at the back is for you, when you finally come over for the dinner I keep promising 🍱
HarrietSaturday afternoon at the museum in the sunny gallery. The new exhibit kept me for two hours. There is a piece in the second room I want you to see. I will go back with you. Bring me on Sunday afternoon 🖼️
HarrietWalked the misty riverside path before brunch in the athletic gear. The mist was just lifting, the kind of morning that holds a long time. I was thinking about you. The brunch table is set for two, in case you are nearby 🌫️
HarrietMorning espresso at the sunny kitchen counter. Slow start, the kind that earns the day. The second cup is poured for the chair across from me. Come over, I will not be a person for another twenty minutes either way ☕
HarrietNew soft cream linen cardigan from the linen shop. Standing in the sunny doorway in it. The kind that survives a long evening. I want you to be the one who notices it on me, and I want you to notice within the hour ☁️
HarrietLong workout at the gym in the athletic gear. The shoulders held, the legs are tired in the right way. Standing outside drinking the green smoothie. I want you to see me like this at least once a week. Come run with me Saturday 💪
HarrietNew restaurant downtown tonight. The chef sent over a small plate the kitchen had been holding. Sat alone at the sleek table thinking about who I would call if I could call anyone. Spoiler 🍽️
HarrietSunday at the sunny bakery window with the cinnamon roll and the coffee. No agenda, no calendar, no rush. The chair across from me has been empty for an hour. Come fill it, I am keeping it warm 🥐
HarrietPicked up the takeout from the corner spot tonight. The owner waved like we are family by now. Walking home in the soft jacket with the paper bag. The second container is for you, in case you are nearby 🥡
HarrietWalked through the city night market in the soft jacket. Bought too many small things, all of which were thoughts about you. The paper bag is small. The contents have your name on them. Come over, I will hand them to you one at a time 🌃
HarrietSaturday at the sunny farmers market. Bought too many flowers because I was thinking about which ones you would like. No regrets. The kitchen counter is full of them, the second bouquet is for you 🌷
HarrietPicked the seasonal flowers at the corner shop today. Yellow tulips, of course. Walking down the sunny street holding the bouquet, doing the soft warm smile I do when I am thinking about putting them in the second vase, the one closest to where you sit 🌷
HarrietLong bath tonight in the soft white robe. Salt scrub, soft music, the steam doing the thing. The hour was earned. The candle on the shelf is the one you said you liked. Come over before the water cools 🛁
HarrietLong bath tonight in the soft white robe. Lavender salts, the candle the friend gave me for my birthday lit on the shelf. The hour is mine. I will spend half of it thinking about you, which is the half I am at now 🕯️
HarrietCooking the new pasta recipe from scratch tonight at the sunny stove. The kitchen smells the way you would want a kitchen to smell. I saved you a plate, even though I do not know exactly when you are coming. Come hungry 🍝
