No, I’m not moving. But a lot of my friends are/have been lately, and although I love my home and life here, sometimes I get that niggling thought: “Is it time to move? To change again? To keep growing somewhere else?”
And then, yesterday afternoon, I was putzing around in the kitchen. And something happened. A corner of my kitchen was illuminated by light in a way I’ve never seen before. Almost four years here, feeling now that I know this place so well, and here was something new. Something new that I didn’t create or design.
It was just the angle of the sun setting. A result of the precise rotation of the earth and the placement of the house across the alley. It was so beautiful that I almost didn’t take a picture, knowing I could never truly replicate the moment.
And it reminded me that new surprises are almost certainly right around the corner, coming from where you least expect, even when you are just hanging out happily in a place you know well + love.
Happy and healthy weekends to you all.
Special visit from College Possible on Give to the Max Day 🙂
I’ve moved! Not houses (heavens, no). But if you’ve been following me at littlefarmhouseinthebigcity.blogspot.com, this is the new place to be. The blog is undergoing a bit of a facelift as I make the transition, but I’ll continue updates about the farmhouse, share recipes I’m trying and tips I’m learning about home ownership.
If you follow me via RSS, the subscription should have switched over automatically. If you’re seeing the “I’m moving” post instead of this one, though, drop me a note and we’ll see if we can get it sorted out (or try http://feeds.feedburner.com/lfitbc or http://www.littlefarmhouseinthebigcity.com/feed/ in your favorite RSS reader). If you’re one of my email subscribers, stay tuned for a new email subscription option coming soon. Friends with WordPress blogs, time for us to get together and geek out.
last mow & mulch of the season
I tried the most divine roasted carrot + coconut soup at a dinner party last month, and was inspired to try recreating it when I saw a beautiful bunch of carrots at the farmer’s market. Read more…
This is called Apple Day at the Farmhouse.
It’s a real thing.
Heaven is: opening an old issue of Bon Appetit, only to be greeted by a handwritten note from a dear friend