Farm fresh eggs.
Farm fresh eggs.
Steel cut oats. So good.
An Easter hike with some of the cutest on a beautiful spring morning.
It seems somebody has an affinity for spelt flour. And the spelt mustache is giving him away…
First cup of coffee in over a month. And boy, is it good.
Tragedy struck when I found that my entire portfolio of artwork from college (including the work I intended to use to publish a children’s book) was ruined by irreparable water damage. But, I’ve joined an amazing print studio in Providence and serendipitously found/ bought 5 practically new screens for 3/10 the original cost. Things are looking up.
Tapping in.
The smell of sweetness.
Maple weekend at Ben’s Sugar Shack. Yes.
When it’s supposed to be spring but doesn’t feel like it yet, curling up under a blanket with this cute kid, a good book, and a cup of tea is the next best thing.