Smashed, not creamed, fruit sprinkled with goodness made with love for budding physiques and minds. Chips for dipping, then munching—a light, yet hearty snack for in between games.Just three this weekend, half of last weekend’s whirlwind of an adventure. Snugly … Continue reading
Home. What makes it so sweet? Certainly not the square footage. The layout may enrich some harmony, but how we choose to live in it and how our home resonates with us and our surroundings makes a home as the … Continue reading
Is there such a thing? At almost 7:30 pm, sunlight; it did take some getting used to waking up an extra hour earlier to enjoy a little more play before supper. In an opaque tiny vile, an elixir for the … Continue reading
and your ears open.” This was uttered by a local man in an eatery in South Africa. I did not have the pleasure of sitting with him, but Anthony Bourdain, host of CNN’s Parts Unknown, was present. There’s a thought … Continue reading
Baby bear responds to a shelling of questions about her age, “free,” she says proudly. Sometimes she fires back impulsively before she even hears the question and throws off her interrogator. After her forty-five-minute class the instructor asked me if … Continue reading
at least over here in our parts, we all loose something as a result.Passion. Yes, it’s hissing out of us like the steam spewing from rooftops. This deep, lingering stretch of winter has us resorting to making affogato at 7:30 … Continue reading
I spend a lot of time in my kitchen. A LOT. Prepping and creating three times a day is important to me, it’s important for all my bears even if they don’t appreciate it now, that they are nutritiously fed … Continue reading
With the spirit of giving still lingering in the air and a year-to-date in this nest, I still awake to catch my breath every morning in praise of our abiding nest—last year’s Christmas present and even more cherishable each day.With … Continue reading
In the twilight hours with no other sounds around, the sparkle of Christmas kindles in our hearts. I can’t help but wonder of some of the mystery that eludes us as time goes on. Remember the one from our childhood … Continue reading
Yes, a baker’s dozen we were, some drove hundreds of miles while others just a few to gather, giggle and gobble up all thirteen dishes made in our nest (except for the gelato.)I had no other choice but to embrace … Continue reading
Roses are red, violets are blue, we wish winter would rest his weary head so that we may wake to the oh-so-sweet morning dew. This winter-wonderland is where our favorite rosy-cheek friend resides. (Oh, how we love that jolly ‘ole soul.) But a peak of sunshine—even if it were to make us squint would indeed be a step toward our grand ‘ole goal. We had our fun making snow angels and a big, round snowman we affectionately named Rico, slurping swirling marshmallows in steamy hot cocoa, and sticking out our tongues to catch the angelic floating flakes. Please, oh please sunshine come warm our frozen toes for old time’s sake. How we long to swing under your comforting rays and admire your vibrant sunsets on long summer days. Good things might come to us if we wait; we trust in your brilliance to deliver our fate. Until then we’ll enjoy these savory chocolate hearts, however, don’t be a stranger or stray too far away. 
I wrote this for a Valentine’s card five years ago when we were in a not-so-sunny place. May the sun warm up your nest if this Valentine’s finds you in a frigid state. XX and OO, XX and OO to all you winter brave-hearts. 
As you can see from my little one’s expression–he was not a fan of the Adirondack crisp country air he had experienced–more content to be digging in the earth or harvesting oranges–our very first ones ever! Sweet little somethings indeed…you don’t need a lot of space, just a patch here and there and not much water. These citrus treats are from our dwarf tree in a pot and they came through for us just in time for something sweet today. Happy Valentine’s Day!
