My guys are gone to our church's men's retreat, and I am thoroughly enjoying my rare time alone. I've basked in the silence and listened to music of my own choosing (Sara Graves; thanks, Sis!). I've eaten entirely too much homemade bread with chevre basil spread and drunk entirely too much home-canned grape juice. I've ridden Russell through autumn woods and past changing orchards and vineyards, my soul feasting on beauty. I've schmoozed with my sheep. I've taken a happy hound on a brisk, two-mile walk at dusk. And yes, I've cast on Brian's grey-striped red cardigan for NaKniSweMo!
That's it for now from . . .
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Your post makes me feel more relaxed, too.
Sal, I take that as a high compliment! :-)
Sounds like the perfect way to spend some "alone" time. Good for you -
Your bread looked absolutly yummy....I cannot remember the last time I've baked bread. I just don't seem to ever have the time. Perhaps this winter
What a perfect day :-) Glad you kicked whatever you had so you could enjoy this recharge time.
What a most excellent weekend! :-D
Boy does that bread look good, and home made grape juice. Couldn't have thought of a better dinner. What a nice time!
What beautiful photos! And just for the record, it is not possible to eat too much homemade bread.
What a beautiful neighborhood! Plus the scent of bread in the air makes for a perfect fall!
Beautiful pictures of your area! The colors are just warming to the heart. I just made some cinammon bread this morning..I love the way a house smells when baking bread!!
Oh, how beautiful!!! What a wonderful weekend :)
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