It has been freakishly warm here the last few days. I am almost convinced that it is actually March, and then I get really depressed when I remember that it is only January. There are many more days of chilly weather ahead. Life has been treating us well; we spent a lovely weekend outside with the boys, taking advantage of this fleeting heat wave.
I have permanently commandeered our only working space in the kitchen as my art camp, but I am just tired of picking it up and getting it out two or three times a day. This means less workable cooking space, but a happier me, so I guess its worth it.
I tried a new recipe for french onion soup just to have the opportunity to use my new bowl ( I'm in love, weird, I know...) it is amazing how the little things really do make my day.
I get immense satisfaction from getting rid of excess. Ah, Simplicity! After the holidays I am usually feeling like something that resembles a sloth. When it's all over, after all of the good food and presents, I am always glad that Christmas is only once a year. Even though it is only January, at the start of the year I always seem to get that "spring" cleaning itch. And so, the purge begins. Christmas decor down, check. Closet clean and old clothes gone, check. Trying to organize our brick box, half check. The brick walls in our loft may be starting to mess with my brain; I love them, but the constant dim light and dust are making me a little crazy. And so, may this year be filled with peace, adventure, good wine, and a lot of white...