Snow day
The snow clinging to branches along Main Street were an irresistible invitation. Coffee ready. Layers and boots on. I prepare myself for the wind tunnel that usually greets my face only to find the crisp…
The snow clinging to branches along Main Street were an irresistible invitation. Coffee ready. Layers and boots on. I prepare myself for the wind tunnel that usually greets my face only to find the crisp…
Spinach, eggs and bacon become two ways yummy. I began cooking bacon, prepping baby spinach and cracking 10 eggs for egg bites. But looking at those 2 remaining eggs, the rest of the spinach and…
I’ve mentioned that I crochet faster in planes and cars. It’s true. If I’m on a self-imposed or order deadline, I’m gonna ask Hubs to drive me around while I pull up and pull through…
Snippets of a a Providence Birthday weekend… I was told that we were leaving at 1:20 and that my costume should be casual-cute. Ok. So many options because casual-cute is my jam. We drive to…
Making and tending to soup has become my favorite Sunday thing (along with Dateline) Watching soup “become” is weirdly satisfying. I guess all cooking and baking is like that- I mean hello?? Flour, sugar, eggs…
Yellow Bowl Love 💛 was badly needed today. Maybe it’s because yesterday oozed all things bitter that I craved the sweet stuff today. I began with gluten free banana bread cookies which are sweet but…
The Tarbox Toyota waiting room is full. Apparently, no one uses headphones. Voices, both speaking and singing, at various volumes and tempos are being shared with all. It’s a disorientating, anxiety causing cacophony of discordant…
There is a rhythm to this day. It’s a nice slow jam. It’s waking up in a cocoon and lingering in warmth, Alexa still playing our ocean wave sleep sounds. It’s belly breathing 1 2…