7/18/2009

Good things















My days are very rarely a picture of domestic bliss. We are tired and whiny, often angry and overwhelmed like the rest of the world. Just a disclaimer, which I'm sure most people knew anyway.

There are days though, I am able to find and focus on one or two moments that were really just about perfect. They are moments and they do pass but today there were several and today I needed them.

It's been a cool, mostly bright day. Odd for July, but a nice break from warm weather. I am loving this strange summer we've had with its low humidity and breaks from the heat. Perfect.

It seemed like a good day for some homemade bread, which we were out of anyway. The weekend phenomenon at our house: No bread, milk or cereal. Always happens. I found this recipe which was originally for a bread machine but it worked just fine by hand.















While the dough was rising, we got outside for a walk/ride to the neighborhood "park". Drew rode his bike all the way which was a first for him. He was thrilled with his accomplishment.






















We walked down the trail there looking for wildlife of any sort but didn't find much. We did find some blackberries though, which we brought home to enjoy with our bread.















I remembered that we had some heavy cream on hand from making ice-cream earlier this week (which, by the way, was a total disaster, ending in a trip to the dentist for me), which we used to make butter. Easy as pie. Put the cream in a jar and shake it. Or give it to your toddler who will shake it once and clasp it to himself like hidden treasure until you pry it from him.






















The smell of bread baking, the taste of bread with homemade butter. Can't get much better than that.


















































My day got even better at the mailbox when I found this much anticipated arrival. I haven't done much knitting lately and I have a project in mind. My fingers are itching.

9 comments:

Emma C said...

Aw, very sweet! Also, I love the color of that yarn. I've given myself the perhaps-impossible mandate to clear out my yarn stash a bit before purchasing any more yarn, so I will have to satisfy my craving for new yarn vicariously through you. :)

KID, MD said...

Mmmm, fresh bread. Nothing smells better. I love the fresh butter! What a grand idea!

Heidi said...

Hi Supermom :) i need a knitting brush up lesson. Maybe next week while the kids play? I'm open any day except Monday. Let me know if you guys can come over.

Darren said...

Okay, now you have to tell the story of how an ice cream disaster sent you to the dentist. Don't leave us hanging!

Liane said...

Ha! Yes, indeed, we made some ice-cream in our good ol' ice-cream ball and added some m&m's for fun. The M&M's of course became hard as rocks and I stupidly chewed on them until a good sized piece of my molar was removed....mmm, extra crunchy.

gretchen said...

Hurray for the good days! They are necessary to the restoring of overall sanity, even if they (and the sanity) don't last long...

Marcus said...

Well you inspired me :) Last night after dinner I got out a glass jar that I keep for shaking up Wondra & water for thickener and filled it instead with 1/2pt of heavy cream and made my own butter! :D

Liane said...

Thanks, Marcus...that made my day.

Anonymous said...

Some how this post makes me feel very nostalgic and almost teary. I don't know why--young children? homemade bread? homemade butter? contentment? all of them together? I must be getting old and emoional! Mrs. B