We have had tiny pockets of warmer temps here and there, but the trees are still quite bare. I am happier for the longer days, but do love a shot of stark branches against sky.
Cap records and then watches Japanese programming late at night after the rest of us have gone to bed. So when one of the rest of us turns the tv on the next day, we sometimes catch a glimpse of Japan. This program brought my paternal grandfather rushing back into my consciousness. Not only was he a lover of classical music, but in the years preceding his passing, he would often while away the time watching classical concerts on NHK on his widescreen.
Last week, Cap and I met my sister and her one and only for dinner in the city. The hellish two hour trip in was well worth the precious time communing over one of the few cuisines we can't enjoy in our restaurant haven of a town. (Our trip home? Under thirty minutes.)
Snow in March. Again. For Cap and me it's a lovely reminder of the day in 2001, another snowy March one, that we discovered we were pregnant with Sag (which felt as wondrous as the "spring" flurries).
Windows. At the library. Shot during a leisurely Sunday lunch with my sweetie.
There is something eternally yummy about seeing a kid read while walking.
We had lunch and hung out with my dad and then he stayed with the kids while we went into the city to have dinner with my sister and Mike. The kids were happy to have time with their granddad.
Endorphin face. Did the elliptical with Danielle this week.
Leo and me. He turned four in January and is less and less a "little" boy every time I see him.
The mystique of the red velvet cupcake. I get it...and I don't. This one was delicious.
Snow again. This was shot at night out a front window.
I have a thing for window seats. Since I was a little girl and wanted one so bad. I have created them ever since, in every space I could.
This morning we celebrated Gem's name day. It was delicious.
This afternoon, while Sag and Cap were at gymnastics, Gem and I hit the library. He needed books about potatoes for his latest research project. He found others, as well.
My breakfast plate this morning was a veritable United Nations: Ethiopian coffee, Irish butter, and Finnish cardamom bread. Yum.
When my favorite eatery moved from its cozy and seemingly perfect original location to the café space in the library a couple of years ago, I thought it was a death knell of sorts. I have been so pleasantly surprised by how they have transformed this institutional space into a warm and welcoming haven. Not only have I continued my patronage, but I do believe I drop by even more.
Striving to get more veggies back into the rotation post-GI bug recovery. A duo of bacon: Brussels sprouts with kimchi and roasted broccoli with garlic.
Another shot from the library. This place is the source of such varied inspiration. I love it. I call this one: Twenty Face.
Peace and love.
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