How’s that for a title? Finally finished cleaning up after the company — laundry is coming along and will be finished before tonight. Things are all starting to settle down again. But not for long.
It just seems like things never really slow down enough. Not enough to catch a breath, not enough to sit a spell.
December is full of Christmas. It’s only advent — and we should be quiet and hushed and sitting expectantly, waiting. Yeah, right. We have Christmas concerts and pagents and parties. We have GIFTS to buy, buy BUY! (Christmas lists clutter my refrigerator door).
The color is slowly seeping out of the landscape. All is turning silver and bronze. Beautiful it is place and for a time. But still…
Lunch calls — leftover lentil stew — made from the leftover turkey stock and sprouted lentils. Hints of cinnamon and cloves and chili pepper — warm comfort!
I know the feeling so well… and I love lentil stew…but my husband hates it so I hardly ever make it, this looks delicious!
absolutely beautiful
Thanks! Luckily my husband was raised on incredible soups made by his Polish grandmother so I have no trouble there — the kids on the other hand… I think they had Costco’s Mickey Chicken that night!