I’m making breakfast now, simmering sweet potatoes on stove top while simultaneously sautéing onions and the very last of the kale (garden kale is always sweetest after it’s been frosted and picked) and, OK, maybe browning the onion a little too ferociously because I’m uploading photos for this blog at the same time.
After the kale and onions magically simmer, softening most delectably, I’ll spoon them over mashed sweet potato, sprinkle with cayenne and lemon, and decorate with long green avocado slices.
In the meantime, summer clothes lie helter and askew all around the house. They’re waiting to be stuffed in a black carry-on suitcase and toted an hour and a half away through snow showers to a jet which shall wing toward some very special family members in a tropical location, I swear it’s so! (No, poor Barry must linger behind and work, but a certain daughter is joining in this adventure…)
Before that auspicious hour, there are sixteen errands to run, including playing BINGO Spanish games with nine elementary students this afternoon, picking up sub sandwiches in town for Family Science Night at the school, and, oh, I won’t even type everything which will pass before luxuriating in 84 degree sunshine tomorrow afternoon.
I won’t be on-line much in the next week or two, so shall be mostly off the blog-reading and Facebook circuit, except for some random peeks. Shall be posting the weekly blessing blog as usual, though, and it’s a very special blessing post indeed.
Would scribble more snippets but the sweet taters and kale and avocado await eagerly in the kitchen and the wood stove needs stoking and where is that suitcase anyway?
P.S. Actually, even though there’s much to do before smiling at the TSA fellows, I’m actually feeling quite peaceful. As long as the snow remains reasonable and cooperative for drivers, which I imagine it shall, bless every northern snowflake and southern tropical ray of sun.