still, calm, slow: early mornings, one of my favourite small pleasures. sometimes i’m awake way before my appetite kicks in, so i whip up something small and refreshing like this creamy banana, mango + cacao cup. read on for the recipe.
dusk creeps up quickly, as it always does, gently wrapping up the weekend’s loose ends, tucking them away for another time.
i’m sitting in the backyard underneath rustling branches, amidst lush greenery, letting my worries slip by with the daylight. there are moments when life feels too big, too broad to even begin to understand. moments when your path is unclear; when your options seem entirely overwhelming. big decisions are creeping closer and i’m not ready to figure them out.
with mounting uncertainty on the horizon i retreat back into the kitchen. i dig through the pantry, pulling out bags of cashews, jars of coconut, containers of seeds. i assemble, add, subtract, mix, fold, toast and cool. another midnight baking session in the books.
but at least i made some tasty granola! read on for the recipe.
san francisco, you were lovely and vibrant. and also a little moody. and while i spent most of my time scrambling up your hills chasing views i’d only dreamt of, i did manage to take a few photos…
a great bun (crafstman and wolves) and an even greater backdrop
up the road, up the road. we keep climbing, so high now that the fields and the grass and the mountains seem impossibly small.
faster, faster, faster. my hand on your leg, a squeeze for confidence. you oblige me, throwing our rental car into the sharp turns of a steep hill. faster and higher; dust in the rearview mirror and hot sunshine all over our faces. you remain grounded as i sway with each hug of the road, camera in hand and wine in belly.
take me away, to that elusive and quiet place.
i squirmed out of bed this morning long before my alarm went off, well rested and smiling – a rare occurrence in winter. i shuffled to the kitchen, setting the kettle on the stove and peeking out the window. the pets still quiet, the house still dark – save for a few twinkly lights strung above the kitchen table – i relished in the stillness with my favourite owl-shaped mug in hand.
gradually, the sky lightened until suddenly, everywhere, the sun was spilling into the house. everything a little more golden, a little warmer. a glorious reminder that spring is just around the corner.
and then i made pancakes. because friday. simple, nutritious and tasty. read on for the recipe.
sometimes i fall out of love with absolutely everything and so i just look at photos of donuts on pinterest.
sometimes, the kindest thing you can do for yourself is not overthink things.
when i need a to clear my head or overcome a mindset, i choose to either hold my chin up high or swing my feet up high. tonight…well, i opted for the latter.