A Dream, Yellow Rose Sunday

Early Sunday morning, the blues on public radio, coffee, newspaper, and a little bit of early morning crochet.  My 'dream' Sunday.  Griz and I were both up early, having coffee together while watching some DVR stuff, when Griz offered to go to the grocery store to get a few things for our lunch/dinner that day.  When he returned with the groceries he also came in hand with 1 1/2 dozen beautiful yellow roses.  They are, quite simply, gorgeous.  My dream Sunday came true, thanks to my dream husband.