my second outside walk of the season -- as is usual for me this time of year, I passed people in short sleeves, shorts and tank tops, while I was dressed in jeans, socks, long sleeve shirt and a fleece jacket. I was only a little chilly. Yesterday was nice, too.
The simple quilt top I was piecing earlier is finished, with a thin border I found in my stash, and I resurrected an old one, probably the first one I tried piecing together, and will have that quilted, too. What the heck, I might as well start a whole stack of quilts, going from nothing to a dozen in the first half of the year.
In other news . . . I tried a new bread recipe this week when I had dinner with my kids. They call it Miracle Bread and, although that might be an overstatement, it was pretty darn good. I hesitate to even call it a bread recipe since it was so ridiculously easy, but what else do you call a process that ends up as bread? There is literally no kneading. Dry ingredients are combined, including a smaller than usual amount of yeast and a larger than usual amount of water, with a spoon -- not the kneading hook of my mixer! -- and it sits overnight. Then the whole mess is gently dumped onto parchment paper and baked in a pre-heated, screaming hot dutch oven. That's it. For sure, it is probably not as good as the artisan breads I used to make, or as good as my bloggy friend Barbara at Cat Patches makes now, but it is delicious nonetheless. And in my lazy elder years, easy peasy has a charm of its own.
I am hunkering down now, watching the freezing rain outside my window and tamping down any hope of seeing my sweetie or my family this weekend if the weather gurus are right. I am also wishing that I had stocked up on comfort (let's face it, I really mean junk) food! No matter, I will find something to make or cook or bake from the staples in my pantry, because pretty clearly I am not in danger of starving anytime soon. :)