the highest heaven Details seemed to aim to distract, skies overcast, winds that weren’t up to fanning as briskly as believed for, foliage dropping faster than the weightless flutter envisioned, and there I stood, in all the pristine stillness, found, lifted higher still than all that I had hoped or ever could begin to hope.Continue reading “Empyrean”
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”
Your softness cushions my stepsRestfullyYour truthsLight-woven good news This peaceful pause is from last year, at the end of the de-leafing as I like to refer to the not so pretty but also very beautiful part of autumn, under the willow, my favorite of all trees, along with fiery royal poinciana, but those are seenContinue reading “Whispering Willow”
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.
Come away with me, my beautiful one! Song of Songs 2:10
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)
homemade applesauce The recipe is simple, so let’s just sing instead. Love Love Love There’s nothing you can do that can’t be doneNothing you can sing that can’t be sungNothing you can say, but you can learn how to play the gameIt’s easyNothing you can make that can’t be madeNo one you can save thatContinue reading “Owl You Need Is”
Dear bitty garden, Homegrown harvest gifts from friends’ country village gardens have started to arrive~yay~and my head is spinning with creative ideas. I cannot begin to describe how wonderful these simple gifts taste, but I’ll give it a try.