This morning as I prepared breakfast I stopped to appreciate the clean and pretty (and home grown) ingredients in the bright light of my kitchen window. There is something so magical about strapping my babe to my back, donning my boots, and trudging out into the cool morning mist of a new day to gather ingredients for a meal for my boys. I feel such gratitude and abundance and.... love. So corny, I know, but hey happiness is as happiness does, regardless if it's corny or not.
I hope to be back and do some garden updating in the next few days. I know if I don't I will be kicking myself next year at this time when I go to look through old posts.