Ready for another weekend recap in words and photos? Here we go.
First, I’m here to tell you that while sourdough bread is fantastic right out of the oven, it’s also excellent toasted. Add some peanut butter, honey and a sprinkle of cayenne pepper and it’s a delicious spicy treat for breakfast on a Friday.
On Friday afternoon we set out our #WeAreEBStrong signs in front of our house. These signs were designed by my friend Rose and they are being sold for $15 each through our Kiwanis club; all the proceeds are going to the two food pantries in our town. It’s a wonderful thing and I’m proud to be a part of this. And no, we are not Minnesota Vikings fans, it just so happens that our school mascot is a viking.
I started Saturday by joining my friends for meditation and reiki once again. I look forward to this all week long and I go up to my studio because while I’m on Zoom for this, Dale is FaceTiming with Jackie so they can watch Jack Hanna together. I’m explaining to give this photo a point of reference . . . I took it after our meditation practice and it shows not just the view out my window but also the green of the maple tree buds. It’s my favorite green in the whole world, friends.
It was a beautiful day and I spent the afternoon on the deck doing some visible mending on this pair of torn blue jeans. I have to say, I really like how this looks. My stitches are kind of crooked and uneven but I don’t even mind because it’s just cool. And I only stuck myself with that super sharp needle 100 times. Heh.
We were able to have cocktail hour outside and when I looked up I was captivated by the clouds in the sky. That white circle on the left is the moon and the thing that looks like a graduation mortar board is one of our outdoor heaters.
Sunday was another glorious day but my mood did not fit the weather. I haven’t been able to pinpoint it just yet but there’s something about Sundays right now that make me feel blue and out of sorts. I’m working on leaning in to that feeling and figuring out where it’s coming from and why it happens on Sundays. I did shake it off, though, with a little cry, a hug from Dale, a FaceTime with Jackie, and a stroll through my front garden to admire the daffodils.
And that’s my weekend recap. I hope yours was a good one, too.