The sun is out again, the courts overruled the tyrant, the azaleas are in bloom, I am going to make soup today.
For the moment, for this very moment, as the cardinals negotiate for room at the feeder and the neighborhood roosters crow their morning announcements, all is well.
yes, it is spring here too! in January! and I'm going to make soup too. broccoli cheese with the gorgeous big heads of broccoli from the garden.ReplyDelete
My god but that sounds delicious.Delete
It's still cloudy, rainy, and cool here on the Gulf Coast. I have veggie soup simmering....ReplyDelete
It's a good day for it, isn't it?Delete
Your picture and words added to my day. Thank you.ReplyDelete
Thank you for telling me that.Delete
If it weren't for soup, nature and furry animal posts on facebook and lovely blog spaces like this, I'd already be insane. Good lord, your azaleas are amazing. We have such a dingy winter here.ReplyDelete
I saw on your last post that Owen is still struggling with the team sports. My boy did too. It was hard for his super tall dad, but it was just too overwhelming to be in the group on the court for him. He would practice, play horse and shoot 3 pointers all day, but hated the actual games and practice. He found his niche in golf, and I wonder if Owen will find a sport he is good at that doesn't have the sensory overload of a team, like tennis, swimming or golf. He is brave for trying, tho. and I hope he finds his groove with a sport he loves.
Thanks for your lovely posts and photos, they help keep the crazy away. xo
I think it's really hard for dads and grandads who loved team sports to be able to understand that not all of us are meant for teams sports. Luckily, I believe that Owen's father and grandfather are understanding. And golf is awesome! Those guys can make a ton of money!Delete
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I have tried three times now to leave a comment. I keep accidentally deleting it!ReplyDelete
I was going to say that I love soup and eat it almost every day. So comforting. And it's helped me lose weight. The perfect food. I would prefer bacon to be the perfect food but, you can't win them all.
Your last sentence made me laugh so much.Delete
God. If only bacon WERE the perfect food. I mean, it is but it isn't.