Sunday, 9 September 2012
Early this morning, as I had my first strong tea with my blog land visits, Paige and teddy decided to learn some new languages tucked up into my bed :) Teddy looks rather pleased with himself, doesn't he? He must have earned an "A", the clever chap.
With a smile on my face, I took my second cup of tea out to the front verandah to see this. These mornings are numbered... soon, the frost will make outdoor morning teas a distant memory.
I picked and washed, blanched and froze and baked and baked some more. Bread, a pie, some stock and pizza rolls. Chicken Pot Pie for supper.
Finding the sweet spot to rise the bread always makes me smile :)
Two seasons are represented on my kitchen windowsill... summer flowers from the garden and a candle for the dark fall evenings.
Get a load of this beauty! Gorgeous vintage breadbox EXACTLY like the one that's been swimming around in my head for years on end found at the local thrift for $2. Oh, happy day!
With a 3 position adjustable shelf, she's very accommodating :) Bread on top and the pie that I baked today fit *perfectly* on the bottom.