Sunday is a day of rest.

It is Sunday, the day of rest. Today, I wish to bypass the promotions and marketing in favor of sitting back and enjoying my coffee and thinking about who I would like to share a cuppa with.

For me, it would have to be Mark Twain--oh, the stories I bet that man could tell. On the other hand, spending time with Beatrix Potter would be nice, but I am sure she would insist on having tea.