Day to Day Life: Week Twenty-One

A look at the last week:

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All the roses in our yard are blooming right now!

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Corn chowder for a cold, rainy day.

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As well as a hot toddy…

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Leftover chowder with pesto-cheese stuffed rolls one night.

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Pistachio coconut granola for the week. This was my favorite granola yet.

Silas essentially didn’t go to school this week because he was home with impetigo. By the end of the week, he seemed to be going NUTS. This video is the epitome of living in a house full of boys.

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I’m a self-proclaimed tortilla snob. Can’t/won’t happily eat homemade tacos or enchiladas unless I also make the tortillas!

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Garden time! Everything is growing well again this year thus far… Except the strawberries our dogs trampled (insert sad face emoji here). Baby lettuces, sugar snap peas, pole beans, broccoli, zucchini, various peppers, beets (a first for me and I am excited!), tomatillos…

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Yellow summer squash (do you see the little baby in the top picture?), chives and other herbs, basil, a handful of different tomato types, eggplant… I am looking forward to harvest time.

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Joy the Baker paired up with King Arthur Flour for Baking Bootcamp. The first recipe to try was this triple berry cinnamon swirl bread. It’s SO DANG GOOD.

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Blue spring skies.

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Buzz buzz…

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Many of our poppies are looking pretty scruffy this year… This may have been one exception.

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That berry bread was so good I had to make another version two days later. This one has brown sugar, strawberries, dark chocolate and coconut flakes. HOLY YES.

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Weekend accidental nap.

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My little friend HeyBird didn’t make it – he died sometime between 1 and 7 AM today. I’m totally bummed about it; he had seemed to be doing better, gaining energy and strength even though he was completely blind. He’d learned how to climb from my hand, feeling with his beak up my arm until he would sit on my shoulder. It’s weird not having to check on him every couple hours to give him water and food. I guess being an indoor blind bird whose wings worked entirely well would be pretty soul-crushing. Hopefully he enjoyed the last 11 days.

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