Stephen and I love our Chemex so much. We take it with us on road trips and lately we’ve filled our thermos up with divine Chemex coffee and picnicked. We’ve become coffee snobs fairly quickly.
Also, can we just take a moment to appreciate the newspaper? Fact: news stations stress me out. There’s something special about getting the tips of your fingers black from reading the newspaper. Stephen recently subscribed to the New York Times and I’m really enjoying it!
Coffee drinking and newspaper reading —a little bit of these things mixed in with a whole lot of busy-bee-ness; the good kind of busy though. To top it off we’ve rolled our bar cart to the roof a few times and made new friends.
Spring: no doubt she’s a busy bee. My scheduler has been crowded more than ever, but it’s good. No stress involved, and that’s the best —just the way it should be. The only thing I’m lacking is time to make every item on my list happen. Here I’m speaking of spring cleaning. I have gave away furniture, threw away junk and oh my does it ever feel awesome. There’s more —so much more to do though. So here’s to spring, and a hopeful heart of completing all my things to do.
How do you spring clean? What’s on your to do list?
I’m so happy to live in a world where there is a Mike Apple. To celebrate his birthday, Lorin made the prettiest apple pie that smelt like heaven rolled in cinnamon and sweet apples. Mmm! It was a quiet evening outside lit by soft stringed lights, accompanied by the smell of fresh coffee swirling in the air. It was a lovely way to spend a special day.
Prepare yourself for a delicious cookie recipe. No dairy, eggs, soy, gluten, wheat or yeast.
Who knew four ingredients could make such a delicious cookie? I could talk about this cookie all day, but I know you would probably like to try it for yourself, so lets get down to cookie business:
+ One egg —I use Ener-G Eggs egg replacer
+ One cup crunchy almond butter
+ Half cup brown sugar
+ One teaspoon baking soda
Combine all ingredients together and spoon little cute almost-cookies onto baking sheet. Bake at 350* for eight to ten minutes. Allow to cool for ten minutes, but let’s be honest —who does that? As soon as these cookies came out of the oven I introduced myself to them.
–> Be sure to check your email (including your spam folder) for your Red Autumn print if you commented on this post <– Giveaway’s are fun; I loved reading which print each of you wanted!
“It would seem that Our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.” —C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory
I’m currently reading The Weight of Glory. I started it months ago, but took a break to finish The Two Towers. It is an excellent book; I realize I say that about all of Lewis’ books, but I can’t help it if it’s true. Each chapter originally was a talk at Oxford, Kings College or an essay, now compiled beautifully in The Weight of Glory. —The first chapter I read wide-eyed and could not put the book down. His thoughts on desire and home reminded me of Till We Have Faces (if you haven’t read it go buy it now, you won’t regret it!). The quote below explains those odd feelings you get when you are searching for something. It happens to me often: I’ll search for new music, or play old favorites like Swan Lake or Sleeping Beauty, but it’s not what I wanted. Or I think I’m craving something, a cup of coffee… no, a cup of tea —in the end I have both, but it’s not what I wanted. There are days when the sun shines the brightest; everything is absolutely perfect and happy, but something is missing —what is it? Am I longing for the past, or the future? I think C.S. Lewis describes these odd feelings perfectly:
“The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us if we trust to them; it was not in them, it only came through them,and what came through them was longing. These things—the beauty, the memory of our own past—are good images of what we really desire; but if they are mistaken for the thing itself they turn into dumb idols,breaking the hearts of their worshippers. For they are not the thing itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a country we have never yet visited.” —C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory
I could honestly quote the whole book, but I’ll stop here and let you read it for yourself!
“O, Sunlight! The most precious gold to be found on Earth.” —Roman Payne
I am thankful for the warm sun, time change and ample amounts of coffee + tea. I think we’re no longer on the edge of spring. Stephen fixed my bike tire yesterday and helped me attach a basket! I can’t wait to fill it up with local honey and vegetables from the farmers market. Until then my mornings have been filled with print making. I have a new print series coming soon to Red Autumn; I can’t wait to add them to the shop and print them myself, ha!
Speaking of prints, I’m giving one print away to anyone who leaves a comment below! Leave your email + the print title + print colour in your comment. This giveaway will be closed 12:00am Wednesday + if all the information above is not included in the comment no print will be sent. Visit Red Autumn to pick out your print!
“Breathe enough to accept the air unfiltered, I don’t care what season it is, experience the ability to live with consequences you may never understand; caution can be the worst poison.” —Rakishi cir. 1952
Well almost, with the exception that I have a confession: I am super cautious. Taking risks is last on my list. I’m calculated and almost everything is planned to the last detail. I dislike making mistakes, being misunderstood, or having surprises thrown into my daily routine. A little stiff, eh? I read the quote above a few days ago and was reminded to slow down and breathe. Making mistakes isn’t an evil —how else should you learn?
Bottom line: I am my worst critic and chances are you may relate.
Not always, but caution can be the worst poison. Most of the time if we threw caution to the wind we may just embrace life a bit more and live.