Today is wet, gray, and quiet. I am sitting at my writing desk with the window open; the rain has stopped for the moment. No one is outside except for the squirrels and birds. The still grass and tree leaves are covered in the sheen of this morning’s rain. The sky grows darker as I… Continue reading Rainy day notes
Thunder woke us early this morning, and it looks as though we can expect rain all day. I love this weather, dark and wet as it is. I think our garden does, too. The last few days have been the opposite-bright and hot Florida days that we filled with as much time outside as we… Continue reading Spring days, rainy and sunny.
Will just came home and is sitting with Piper under the carport teaching her to write her name with chalk. We have leftover vegetables roasting in the oven, mainly some sliced root vegetables along with what’s leftover of a red onion, a few Brussels sprouts, and a yellow bell pepper. I tossed the lot in… Continue reading Rainy day reflections-
Yesterday I watched this clip of Nigella Lawson cooking Elvis sandwiches—you know, mashed banana and peanut butter slathered between two slices of bread and then toasted in a buttery pan until crisp and golden brown on the outside, and all warm and gooey on the inside. Well, I made them this morning and they are… Continue reading Simple pleasures
Sounds of rainfall greeted us as we stumbled out of bed this morning. The house appeared shadowy and dark all around, save for when a bolt of lightning streaked the sky in its transient fire. I set last night’s leftovers on the stove, a soothing cauliflower and green bean curry with coconut milk and white rice… Continue reading Lately
We are enjoying a gloriously rainy morning, complete with rolling clouds and claps of thunder. Holed up in the house, I spent the morning feeding Piper hot pancakes, scrambled eggs (from beautiful local hens), strawberry slices and orange juice. I’m in the mood for breakfast lately, and frequently indulging in long drawn out meals with… Continue reading Breakfast indulgences and garden notes on a rainy Thursday afternoon
We woke before the sun. I urged Will not to tell me the time, though I could see the first glimmers of light begin to appear, casting warm shadows in our room. Both of us knew that Piper would not be going back to sleep. I whispered to her quietly, and she spoke to me… Continue reading Morning reflections on a gray day