Minus the honey, which I realized I was out of mid-bake. The very brief story of this cake dates back to the 19th century, when a new chef baked a honey cake for Empress Elizabeth Alexeievna, wife of Emperor Alexander I, unaware that she was not very fond of honey; however, as all good storiesContinue reading “Medovik – Russian Honey Cake – Sorta”
Dear bitty garden,It’s a good day to watercolor acorns and watch mums as they come in. It’s a very fine day for humming to the rhythm of lovely and counting minutes and graces. Always is.
I’m so glad I live in a world of red polka-dotted kettlesand mums tickled pink. God has graced me with the gift of laughter! To be sure, everyone who hears my story will laugh with me. Genesis 21:6 (VOICE)
with celebration Let this hope burst forth within you, releasing a continual joy. Romans 12:12 in stillness and in quietness
Dear bitty garden,How very swiftly plans for spiffying up a garden, even the tiniest of them, can turn to fiddle-dee-deeing. I blame those overcast skies and the great little pumpkin who’s always up for a photoshoot, twist my arm. Do I have plans for you this season? Why of course I do. It’s my favoriteContinue reading “The Great Little Pumpkin”
You may or may not know how much I love words and dictionary sponging. Words become so common in our day to day that we often dismiss them without a second thought. How words come to me depends on what I’m experiencing; sometimes, other times they come to me while reading a book or watchingContinue reading “Upon One’s Honor”
Trees are recoloring, earth celebrating, confetti casting at our feet. And light, it’s once again kinder, a stretched out blanket that softly wraps itself around us. The glow of gentleness. I bask. Dear bitty garden,It’s autumn! Already, leaves are lining walkways and out have come the plushier sweaters and downier blankets. Yesterday, a couple ofContinue reading “Always Autumn”
In a bitty garden of aquamarine, calm invites us to pause. A little chair, with its endearing wink and all, beckons us to sit and enjoy the petunias. Endearing. Showing affection. Giving rise to love. And God raised us up with Christ and seated us with him in the heavenly realms in Christ Jesus, EphesiansContinue reading “In a Garden, Seated”