“Cilantro was briefly everywhere, creating miniflurries of conversation about whether or not you liked cilantro, which invariably included someone in the room saying, "I can't stand cilantro. It tastes like soap.”
― Meg Wolitzer
cilantro fresh from our garden! this beautiful bowl-full was used to make cilantro pesto, which I plan on putting on everything I possibly can over the summer!
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“The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water, is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight.”
– M.F.K. Fisher
When one of your sons is a baker … sourdough seeded spelt!
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I almost threw the towel in today, wondering what was I thinking. It is not that I can’t find things to photograph, but rather the limitation of choosing just one photo. I remind myself it is my project, no rules other than a photo a day. But I know deep inside there is a deeper reason, a more focused objective. I am slowly learning to pay more attention. Losing myself a little bit while searching out deeper light, different perspectives in a place that I know like the back of my hand. Maybe tomorrow I will get out of my back yard.
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today’s tiny little joys
a trip to the library with Percy and packing 14 books home with us
good news from the vet
watching the way the clouds move over the lake
an iced latte in the afternoon with oat milk
the kindness of our neighbors over and over again