hands in dough

I am still trying to get caught up from being gone for a week and a half, both at home and at work.  One of the things that is needed it bread.  I was thinking about a cinnamon swirl bread but I also saw a recipe for milk bread rolls that I may try.  They were being used for lobster rolls but the author said her kids liked them with chocolate.  That just sounds lovely too me but I do like chocolate croissants.

There is a definite aspect of coming home when my hands are in dough.  The house is cool enough right now that it will take more then 24 hours to make bread.  That is okay.  I will bake it after work tomorrow.  Then I will try the milk bread.  

More hands in dough!

living in the tent house

We are back.  We spent time with family for a funeral.  It was a sad time but good.  Then we spent a week camping at the base of this mountain.

The boyos and I lived in what became known as the tent house in Kyle Canyon.  We went to Death Valley and looked at places I spent time doing field work at over twenty years ago.  We went to the Atomic Testing museum.  My Beloved's grandfather worked on some of those projects.

We found a ski resort and learned to snowboard!  We spent three days on boards on the mountain.  I know I am still getting my energy back and healing all the new bruises and aches but I had so much fun.  I actually skateboarded home from work today so I could be on a board but my bicycle is in the shop.

I am getting my head around being back in the city.  I am not feeling very creative yet, mostly just catching up.  Maybe I will have more words tomorrow.

gardening

I got a chance to play in the garden this weekend before the cold and rain came again.  I was clearing plots and spreading a seeds.  I also bought lots of seeds.  I want more flowers so my seed purchases are heavy on the flowers.  

I found the radishes and rutabaga in the picture in the garden.  The very large red plants are radishes.   Not too spicy, which is amazing.  I may get a chance to pickle them, but I may not.  Life has thrown a few curves here recently.  I will be away from this space for a bit as I deal and play a bit.  I hope you get some time with your hands in the soil as well.

fussy silk

These are some of the roses the boyos picked out for me for Valentine's day.  They picked them out for smell and they smell wonderful!  I am working with fussy silk right now.  I am making slips.  Well, only actually one at a time so that is just one.  But the silk is fussy and it means that the path forward is slow.  

We also have Small Mister full time this week as the Tall Short Person is out of town.  It means all my projects are slower.  He has other ideas of what to do as well as he likes to help.  Two year old help is always interesting.  He was chopping buttons this morning as I sewed.  A bit of sewing is part of my morning routine to help keep me sane.  As well as much tea.

Valentine's present

My Beloved worked retail for too many years for us to really celebrate Valentine's Day.  We have good food - tonight was steak, scallops, roasted vegetables, salad, peanut butter brownie, and wine.  We sometimes exchange cards.  He may pick me flowers.  This year I came home to roses and a cleaver!  The cleaver was not really planned for Valentine's, it just got finished.  

The roses were part of a silly from facebook.  But they smell lovely because Small Mister picked the bouquet that smelled the best.  I am going to save the petals for my bath.

I am very excited about the cleaver.  I wish I had a rabbit so I could use it.  Might need to go to the farmer's market or the grocery store!  Right now, rabbits are about the only thing I need a cleaver for but I know that will change in the future.

Tools.  I love tools.