If I ever begin to doubt the concept that little bits of effort can build up into something noticeable remind me to look back to this picture. The finest of snowflakes first began to flurry down on us around 6 o'clock last night. It hardly seemed like anything. All night long they continued but in a very calm and quiet manner. It did not register to be the "monster" of a storm so warned of on the news until, that is, I actually stepped out into it and took note of the fact that I was actually wading up to my thighs in snow. Nothing little about the amount of work that is going to have to go into digging us out of it!
It's been quite a while since a wee bit of a doll named Lucy made her appearance around these parts. Way back when I mentioned the continuation of her story in a series of little tales and truly had the best of intentions regarding the availability of Book #2 within the year. Trouble was, as I started the process of getting her memories down on paper I just couldn't stop and over time I've pretty much sketched out the entire series from beginning to end. Unfortunately all the details exist in a huge jumble of mismatched notes and snippets of story lines.
Today, however, I set out to remedy that...or at least to begin the process.
Composition books, while my favorite to write in, just aren't very adaptable when you set things down out of chronological order, which I seem to do quite often!
My solution (fingers crossed) is to transfer the information onto index cards that I can maneuver here there and every where just like I did writing those dreaded term papers in high school. At least this time the subject matter is to my liking!
I was in need of a new micron pen so I swung by the Quill and Press on my way home from work this afternoon. They have oodles of paper goodies, office accessories, and art supplies which are ever so much fun to browse through. What I didn't expect to find there, however, was what I do believe must be the cutest and tiniest set of wooden blocks in the whole wide world! With the pen for me in one hand, I used my other to grab up this little treasure as a surprise for Lily Red.
It's been quite a while since she had a special treat just to herself and she could hardly wait to peek inside the box.
What a delightful clatter they made when we dumped them out!
There is a long ago comment around about here that has so far gone unattended. It was a request for some details pertaining a batch of roasted garlic I made for a feast of sorts last fall. While I'm on a bit of a roll tackling procrastination at the moment I thought it the perfect time write out the details that should have gone along with the pictures first time around
So here we go!
It's quick, easy, and so very yummy....
Slice the top portion off each of the garlic bulbs you intend to cook up.
Set the bulbs in a foil lined pan and pour a fairly generous helping of olive oil over their tops.
Add a few shakes of course ground pepper and sea salt.
Bake in a 400 degree oven and get ready to enjoy!
I usually keep them in for about an hour but go more by sight than time and know that when the little cloves begin to "pop" up they are done. Be sure to have some crusty bread handy to spread them on and some steaming soup as well!
Every year this tree is put up in the sunroom. It hosts a collection of birdhouse and woodland creature ornaments and white fairy lights. It is my little opposition to the disco atmosphere created by the spinning, blinking, and neon tree the family insists on having in the living room. Usually is gives me peace...but not anymore.
While all of the other Christmas decorations have long since been stashed away safe and sound this tree remains steadfast. For one reason or another I just cannot motivate myself into action.
It's either too cold, too early, too dark or too late.
I'm either too tired, too busy, or too distracted.
And the rest of the household members?
Too preoccupied with their own issues to even notice it still stands!
Earlier this week I was surprise gifted with a 2015 calendar by Susan Branch.
It made for a wonderful start to my day! The best was yet to be, however, for later that afternoon, while having a cuppa, I lingered over each and every page in order to devoured every nugget of joy she squeezes in to them.
I was especially fond of one of January's messages, "Count your blessings everyday."
Considering the fact that I already had a trusty lined calendar with all my "must remember" dates hung in the kitchen I decided to keep this one just for me and my daily blessings.
So far the year is full of things (big and little) to be grateful for.
And, thanks to Susan Branch's fun reminders, quite a few to look forward to.