If I didn't have a couple dozen loaves of bread and a stack of pizza crusts to wrap I would write in my blog about the temporal joys of life, like skating on the pond. Earlier today it was so funny watching Maggie skate on the pond, dragging Nora behind on the sled. As they rounded the corners they left a big wake. Water splashed as they made the most out of the remaining moments of the magical spell that allowed them to defy gravity and water. I had to pause my chores and go out on the deck to take a video. So many thoughts came to mind.
HOWEVER, the bread and crusts are waiting. The weekend is filled with events. Delivering bread, teaching a cheese workshop with my friend Donna, teaching an Indian food cooking class to raise funds for the big trip, not to mention all the daily stuff. I will ponder later. But I don't want to forget the sight of the girls gliding along, very much aware that the moment they were seizing was soon to be gone in a big splash.
PS It smells like March outside. So warm and moist. Even a few birds noticed the warmer temperatures. We will enjoy it while it lasts. Maybe my toes will finally thaw out.
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I'm telling you, now, whenever I am baking, I think of you.
Yum, Indian food. I haven't had that in ages.
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I swear you always sound so busy it leaves me breathless.
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