Bread and Roses

The snow thawed and we had a day of the oddest warm breezes which we enjoyed from our favourite local beach as we ran about with JR zooming after his little red frisbee. I have bought a new camera not because I think I have any skill in this area but because great things happen and it is good to catch some pictures of it also I have a few projects that need to be documented. Some of the pictures turned out much better than I could have ever hoped so that made our sandy breezy day. Mrs Jones, the Rayburn, was very busy that day as I slow cooked some pork in the oven for our Sunday roast and the potatoes turned out quite well.

looking for shells and stones on the beach

If any of you were ever fans of Nigella Lawson you will understand what I mean when I say my Domestic Goddess has been feeling quite smug this past week or two. Ale has been bottled and I have  been turning my hand to brioche and baguettes. The munchkins and my OH have been very supportive and the brioche was quite well received but that was nothing compared to the baguettes.

My youngest has now borrowed a book from the library and he is planning on baking chocolate cookies at the weekend followed by some minestrone soup and my oldest hovers close by whenever I cook to see what I am doing. We have eaten a lot of fresh bread over the past week and so the temperature in the kitchen has been quite warm as my poor roses found out. I have a bit of a thing for the roses which are more than one colour and this time I bought myself a bunch of the yellow roses with tinges of green and red on the guard petals but after three days they started drooping so now they are hanging upside down over Mrs Jones using my little underwear rack that usually goes on the washing line so I can either keep them forever or use the dried petals as confetti for our wedding this summer.
Planning is happening although I am putting off the dreaded dress shopping but at least the exercise is going well and I even went to a Zumba class last week.
Excellent news in that I have finished the first Christening shawl and only have one more to do (she says!).


I feel at this point that I should apologise to you all for being such a total twit and not working out sooner how to add photos to my blog. I am sorry. I am a twit.

happy JR by my ankle