maybe it's from being very near-sighted, but i prefer to look at the bright light this way.
today i spotted the first blackbird, but i may have frightened it away when i went outside to sprinkle some pomegranate seeds on the ground for it to peck. it was looking so forlorn and hungry, beaten by the wind out there...
most days i bake a little tea bread or two, and fight the urge to document them all. they are so aesthetically pleasing, whether they are perfectly round and smooth or a bit more rustic, like my latest caraway and parmigiano one here.
so it's warm bread, cold wind and not much else over here. how are you?
