Tangent-worthy snapshots:
Posted on | November 28, 2009 | 12 Comments
We made cinnamon rolls this morning: Bean measuring the flour out, his eyebrows getting dusted as the mixer kicked into high gear; going to gather eggs first. (We have an interesting flock this year: Aracunas, New Hampshir Reds, Cuckoo Marans, Barred Rocks and a Buff Orpington rooster.) While the dough rose in my favorite vintage Pyrex bowl, we started hanging lights: big fat colored ones, like I remember from being a kid.
Back inside it was all about tinker toys and cinnamon & brown sugar filling (with walnuts too) and leftovers for lunch. Hard cider. Turkey + cranberry sauce + coleslaw on raisin bread. (Of note: DH butchered our turkey this year himself. A Heritage breed, raised by a friend of ours.)
Later: A fire in the wood stove. Inclement weather, but the best kind. Going to get the mail wearing rain boot. Sprout trying to stand all on his own (and cutting two top teeth.) Then making pasta from scratch: the dough gorgeously golden with fresh eggs. Linguine never tasted better: served with Parmesan, sausages and swiss chard sauteed with garlic.
Finally, in the quiet of a post bedtime house: the crackle of logs burning in the stove, getting words down on the page uninterrupted. A glass of red wine. The cat curled at my ankles. Looking forward the inevitable sweetness of bed: the curve of his back, warm, and muscled against me in the dark.
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I am Christina Rosalie
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November 28th, 2009 @ 7:14 am
This sounds delicious in so many ways. My kids helped me make pumpkin bread yesterday. It was startling how they actually HELPED. They could do it all on their own, measuring the flour and the sugar. Nobody wanted the turn to measure out the pumpkin though, too stinky. I love the “post bedtime house” (and the words you use to capture it). I stay up way too late to be enveloped into the quiet, and to be able to choose my activities. Sleep Tight!
November 28th, 2009 @ 7:55 am
I was missing your photos–definitely tangent worthy!
November 28th, 2009 @ 1:43 pm
A perfect life.
November 28th, 2009 @ 8:00 pm
I am impressed that you can be participating in Nan-no-write-no-more (sorry that is spelled totally wrong…)and write such beautifully worded posts simultaneously!
November 28th, 2009 @ 8:05 pm
ahh ha… I just went back and now see it is wri-mo. write more. right. ha ha, I guess write-no-more sums up where I am at…
November 28th, 2009 @ 10:32 pm
Sounds delicious and beautiful.
November 28th, 2009 @ 11:49 pm
Am living vicariously through your beautiful words into your beautiful life. MAN, I miss those big fat colored Christmas bulbs!!
November 29th, 2009 @ 2:43 pm
Your words and images make me swoon.
November 29th, 2009 @ 6:47 pm
Beautiful…it sounds like the most wonderful day. And I’m so impressed that you slaughtered your own turkey! Wow! Did you have to do the plucking? Your voice is so *warm*, I love coming back to hear it.
November 30th, 2009 @ 2:56 pm
It is the last day of November! How is that NaNo… coming? I have thought of you so often this month. I can’t wait to hear about your experience, and I WANT to read it!!!!
November 30th, 2009 @ 5:22 pm
Tangent worthy indeed. Just your meal sounds like a slice of heaven. How wonderful!
December 1st, 2009 @ 4:50 pm
oh how i love your writing…
it’s like a small mug of hot chocolate
with a piece of warm banana bread…
comforting and cozy
and takes-me-away.