I know we're not all in the same boat, and taking the time to have breakfast with a friend may be the furthest from your reality right now. However, if you are able to take the time, I encourage you to do so, especially if it includes a warm slice of pumpkin cream cheese bread.
Warm bread, the crunch of walnuts, the sweetness of local honey that tastes like caramel. Fall spices, crumbs, and a warm mug. Breakfast is a time I have come to appreciate as sacred. I find ritual in routine, and reverence in the first pour of coffee.
Taking the time to love our homes is important. Everyone deserves a home that's a "hell yeah!" As fall settles in, as a season of hibernation looms, I hope you're able to take the time to nourish your space and yourself. In the meantime, I'd love to share my home with you.
This trip and these photos were from a different time, but I wanted to preserve them, wanted to share them here. Just like everything on this blog, they were part of my story, just as a new navigation is also part of my story.
The beauty of a CSA, a Community Sponsored Agriculture program, is investing directly in a local farmer and reducing the stamps in your dinner’s passport. The beast of a CSA is being bombarded with vegetables you don’t love or simply don’t know how to use.