Note: I wrote this post yesterday from the iPad, then sent it to my computer by email. Perhaps one day I'll learn to cope and paste on iPad. Anyway, by evening, I was too pooped to get on the computer and publish this post. In the end, does it really matter if I had? :-)
I'm taking a short writer's break from being a domestic goddess. Brief no doubt because I have been thinking about writing that first sentence for the last 10 minutes. Every so often that sentence repeated itself in my brain when I wasn't distracted by The Solid Gold Oldies music station on TV playing in the background and by the ambitious things I want to complete before dinner begging for mental attention.
I forgot. What was the intent of this post?
Probably to brag about the things I have finally got to and then some. Should that be one word: then some, thensome?
To my great surprise the Blenheim apricot tree gifted us—and the birdies—with many branches full of fruit. We can't eat the apricots faster than they ripen on the tree. For every apricot we pick, one smashes on the ground. Not a bad ratio, considering we thought the tree wasn't interested in producing anymore.
This afternoon I finally turned off the computer and took care of the apricots. I froze a bunch of fruit, baked an apricot pie, made apricot pouches with the leftover filling and pie crust, and created a spicy sesame apricot salsa. Olé!
Cleanup took longer. That's what I'm resting from, which is about to be over.
Next on my agenda is to pare lemon rind and soak them in vodka for my first ever attempt at making limoncello. I've been wanting to try that for the past 13 years.
Enjoying Life? This is The Best News EVER.ReplyDelete
love & love & love,
Doing my best. :-)Delete
Nothing like taking time to enjoy the fruits of the garden. :)ReplyDelete
Life is good. :-)Delete
Have fun taking time off. My mom would love to try anything with apricotsReplyDelete