Yesterday, I shared with you part one of this 2 part post, Homemade Blogger Swap : To Give.
Today it is part two and I am stillover-the-moon happy with what I received from my swap partner! You know those moments when you get giggly happy and a few tears of happy spill out of your eyes...well, that is what happened to me Monday afternoon.
I heard the beep of the mailman's jeep horn, which meant only one thing, that there was something bigger than my mailbox could hold. I ran out and sure enough there was my highly anticipated box waiting for me. I know I must have let out a tiny scream, but nothing like the one I let out when I opened it.
When I opened the sweet little card and read the sender, I knew that I had seen that name before, but unsure as to where! So I began digging and found 2 Cuppow lids and 2 Cuppow adaptors in orange and pink.
Also, a yummy bag of granola and wrapped in large bubble wrap, four jars of some truly fine looking food in jars: Apricot Butter, Sweet Cherry/Raspberry Jam, Rosemary Pickled Cherries, and Honey Meyer Lemon Jam! How did she know I had this recipe filed away after I saw it posted on her facebook page, a few weeks ago. I thought perfect for on my morning toast every morning along with my hot cup of Chai
I am hoping... a few of you take part in the new Four Seasons :: 30 Days Challenge (details coming this week)
I am learning... that emotions caused by hormones are but a temporary disconnect (if only to remember that)
Around the house... I am finally growing weary of tending stoves, handling wood and long for an open window with a warm breeze
I am pondering... taking an art class over at Creativebug
ah, looks like it begins tomorrow, must get to signing up!
A favorite quote for today... (actually a snippet from a blog post I am working on)
"Still young enough to not be tainted by the smears of society and knowing now as a woman, the voices that could have eventually come to confuse your truth or hindered your will for my life, I yielded."
One of my favorite things... handmade swaps (a post on that coming soon and how you can make the little something I sent to my swap partner)
Wondering if a simple woman swap would work for my readers?
A few plans: to get that forever-on-hold Etsy shop up and running by early April
I have been romancing this recipe in my kitchen of late. Totally different than the bread I use to make, back in the day when two, three loaves at a time for a large family were needed.Those days are no more, but this, oh, this one is the new bread for me. I have always loved the crusty artisan loaves at the market and now I can save that money and much time and create my own. I am going to experiment with black olives, dill, cheddar and raisin variations to see how that goes.
I've read various places about people choosing a word of the year. It never really made sense to me...until this year. I chose my word of the year with writing in mind. A few months ago, I had left my passion for writing grow cold. I took it for granted and sadly the words stopped coming. I put it on a shelf along with a huge stack of writing notes that I had purposed for a book one day. So for me personally, the word revive made perfect sense.
To bring back to life or consciousness; resuscitate.
To impart new health, vigor, or spirit to.
To restore to use, currency, activity, or notice.
To restore the validity or effectiveness of.
To renew in the mind; recall.
To present again.
To return to life or consciousness.
To regain health, vigor, or good spirits.
To return to use, or notice.
To return to validity, effectiveness, or operative condition.
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~ Writing allows me to give a gift to my children who continue after me.
~ Writing beckons me to be real and in that realness my spirit soars free.
~ Writing is a gift given and one that can easily be taken away.
~ Writing puts words to my moments.
~ Writing puts footprints on the path of my life.
~ Writing is seasons of living, stages of growth and bread broken that fills the soul.
So it is my vision to write that sentence, put that paragraph together and finish that story...one line at a time.
Ah, this paper cut page was about fresh. Maybe in the back of my mind there is that slight hint of what is to come, a new season, a new way to move, a new way to eat, along with plenty of white space. Breathing room.
While I do not practice yoga persay, I have implemented the freedom of movement that it offers. In doing so, I have thus created my own mat work routine that I do at home. It is a nice mix that truly works just for me. I like that. (isn't her flower pretty)
Yes, the beauty of fresh lemons, nests of life and baskets of goodness from the earth.
My mind of late has been totally focused on my kitchen. You may already know this based on some of the pictures I have shared of late. I was looking back through some old snippets in an equally old cookbook and found this from an Old Farmer's Almanac. I thought I would share for those who love their kitchens and pantries.
In Praise Of The Pantry
"The kitchen of the old New England farmhouse was always the hub of the home, and traditionally it had seven doors. One of those doors led to a pantry large enough to store all the groceries and food in everyday use (except for milk, butter, and cheese, which were usually stored separately). As settlement moved west, the custom of the pantry, or larder, moved with it. ( I love the term "larder") Often the pantry and kitchen were located in a wing or ell off the main building---a design seen in farmhouse after farmhouse across the Midwest.
Whenever possible, the pantry was located on the north side of the house, with a north-facing window and a door to close it off from the warm kitchen. In an age without easy refrigeration, that north-facing window could be adjusted to provide just the right amount of ventilation to keep food cool but not frozen from October to April. Grains, sugar, spices, herbs, salt, knives, candles, matches, and jars and crocks of preserves all had the same need for cool, dry storage conditions.
The pantry is still as functional as ever, a place to store provisions, the family silver, a large bag of dog food, the holiday punch bowl and platters, those jars of strawberry jam you canned on a warm day last June, and the oil lamps you use with the power goes out in a snowstorm. And if the pantry has a north-facing window, all the better."
I found a few kitchens here and here and here that I love over at Pinterest. That first one is quite small, but I could easily make myself at home there. While on the subject and when I can get all the pictures off my camera and to my blog, I have my own kitchen makeover that I plan on sharing.