One of the only drawbacks of the old apartment was the lack of personal space. I like the quiet and to be away from the others sometimes. Now we all have little nooks to duck into.
The piano will be in this space soon. Lots of opportunity for making. Music and quilts and socks and spinning and writing letters. I am overjoyed already.
The closet still needs a bit of attention.
Even Pirate Winkie approves.
The best (and worst) part of moving is discovering exactly how much stuff you have. It is exciting to find things believed to have been lost and frustrating to discover how many little plastic junk toys have infiltrated the house. Unpacking and rearranging the books is my favorite part.
These blue booklets are part of a series put out by the Fish and Wildlife Service Bureau of Commercial Fisheries. I found them at a Goodwill Outlet where they sold items by the pound.
I love the shrimp cocktail recipe that calls for an entire cup of horse radish and the crab cakes for 100 that begin with a pound and a half of butter. It all sounds delicious.
What joys will be in the next box?
Fall clothes are my favorite. Cold year-round and rarely without a sweater, I suddenly blend in to a crowd of other layered dressers. Tights. Thick, warm tights. A long scarf wrapped around my neck twice over. Sweaters in browns and greens and oranges. Not wrapped up in our marshmallow coats yet, but happily insulated from the beginnings of the chill winds.
The fall cold has hit me hard. I was supposed to teach about proteins this morning, but trusted my heart and taught about rest instead. It’s week sixteen, I told them. In a normal semester system this would be a break week. Let’s go have breakfast.
We sat at a long table in the cafeteria and I let them tell me their stories. So many roads to the same place. They are dedicated and tired. Rest is important.
We’ll pick up the proteins with an extra lecture on Monday. After the weekend. After a little more rest.
Some lessons I am still learning too. We stayed in tonight and I played in the kitchen, practicing pot roast. I am pleased to report I am getting better at that too. And resting is an important step.
(I used Ina Garten’s Company Pot Roast recipe from barefoot contessa’s back to basics. We didn’t have cognac or onions -howisthatevenpossible- and I am rarely a celery fan. It was delicious.)