It's a Giveaway! {because I love you!}

It's February. Did you notice? 

Oh how it seems to drag on! Let's just get through it shall we?

How about some cupcakes?

MMMM! Red velvet. I'd never made these before and they came out so delish. (More therapy.) (And I managed to only have a nibble of Ian's!) Leave it to Barefoot to provide a no-fail recipe. And what's not to love about cream cheese frosting? Yum! So much better than buttercream. You should whip 'em up.

We're also making Valentines, work is currently underway on these:

Oh, and I bought you something! It is February after all. We could all use a few pretty things right?

{paper straws, soy pomegranate candle, and some ready-to-be-made Valentines.}

So leave me a comment, I'll pick a winner on Saturday, and get this little package mailed out ASAP. Sound good?

Here's a printable for you. Download it! I love this quote. 

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February can be fun! Right? (Ugh, only 3 weeks until March! I love March.) 

baking as therapy

Sometimes, a lot of times, I need to bake.

I need beautiful, simple ingredients...

I need to be able to add them together, one after the next ...

I need to mix them up... 

and I need to have it all turn into what it is supposed to be-- something that I want it to be...

something good.

Yep. Sometimes I just need to bake.

Be there

Does it ever happen to you? Do you ever catch yourself? Do you ever suddenly become aware that you are standing, breathing, absorbing, loving, and living in a moment that will be imprinted on your memory forever?

Sometimes it's just the way the blinding reflection of the sun on the river warms your cold winter cheeks.

Or the way the bread and the butter and the honey melt.  Together.

Or the way the mud gathers water under the weight of your boot, and breeze carries a scent that is green and hopeful.

Or maybe it's the way the morning sky appears early, blending and arranging colors unseen by you before.

It's not always the big stuff. It is the sum total of how you feel as you drive away, the way the clock ticks as you think deep, the swirling of the cream in your coffee as you stir, the sound of your voice when you say something new... and you ask yourself "How can I remember it all?" and you ask yourself, "How could I ever forget this?" All of it. It all adds up to a life lived fully awake.

Be there.