In the past few weeks, things have been tough around here. Life is stressful and complicated, and it can be difficult to seek out and hold on to those moments that make it that much easier to wake up each morning. So, in more recent days, I’ve tried capturing little snapshots of the peaceful moments of life currently: rediscovering my love of creating things and finding solace and tranquility in the simple act of making.
We started off the day slowly, enjoying each other’s company, eating our favorite breakfast of yogurt and chocolate chips, going for a run, and taking care of the house and plants. In the late afternoon, we got around to doing some work—Kevin on taxes, and me finishing up a custom quilt for a friend. We took a break in the early evening, and Kevin cut my hair. It feels so good to have hair off my neck again! Then, I started making dinner, and got to use our first garlic tubers from our very own balcony garden. It was wonderful to be able to dig them carefully out of the ground, clean and peel them, and then add them to the other curry paste ingredients. I love finishing the day with a homemade meal with ingredients from the garden.
This is a bit late in coming, but I wanted to post some pictures from Thanksgiving. My mom came down from Indiana, and we drove west into the mountains to celebrate Thanksgiving. It was simply breathtaking, eating delicious food and watching the sun come up over the ridge.
stuffed portobello mushrooms
tuna with roasted garlic and tomatoes
After a long day earlier in the week, I came home and began a slow-rise bread. It’s from the fabulous cookbook, “Kneadlessly Simple,” by Nancy Baggett. I did the slow rise version of the simple oat bread this time, and I pulled the loaves out of the oven tonight. I can’t wait to have a slice tomorrow with jam for breakfast.
little city big love 