The list of things for me to do this week is about fifteen items long. TF and I each have about the same size list that we are helping each other be accountable for this week. I broke my list up to try and do at least three of those things each day. Early in the afternoon I had two out of my three things done. The third was to make dinner. I took a walk on the property and then took a drive before making dinner.
Dinner was a hit. I just made pasta, but the sauce was not just out of a jar. I also made garlic bread. The garlic bread came out really well. Everyone loved it so here is the website with the recipe. There is a story behind the sauce. Many years ago, I came up with a recipe for pasta sauce that was super easy and the kids and my ex husband liked it. I made this for years, until after the divorce and I had a boyfriend who didn't like it. Then we bought sauce. So it has been close to twenty years since I made this recipe, a recipe that if I ever wrote it down, I don't know where it is. Things change, this wasn't the same. It was close. I'll have to keep working on it.
Other happy things for today:
- My walk on the property today didn't reveal any new footprints. For a brief moment I thought I saw a bear track, it wasn't. The grass had melted snow into lines that looked like the claws and the rest was a sideways deer print. That first quick glance though!
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Not a bear print. |
- I stopped and watched the water flow down the brook for a few minutes. Just listening to the water trickle down the hill can be relaxing. It is amazing how dark the water seems.
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Reflections.
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- The crystal shapes in one section were so pretty that I took a close-up. Swirling patterns plus what seem like tiny little icicles. They almost look like ice needles, but I am pretty sure they are going down, not up.
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Ice Crystals. |
Currently reading: The Backyard Homestead Seasonal Planner, by Ann Larkin Hansen.
Currently listening to: The Nightingale, by Kristin Hannah.
Stay safe.
Love the ice crystals pic and description. But my favorite passage “ The water is black and oh, so refective! The river appears to move slowly and looks like spilled black ink as it moves towards the distant ocean.”
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