Long lazy late Saturday afternoons. The kind of day that’s a little overcast and really chilly perfect for a cozy fire, a cup of hot fresh coffee, a piece of artisan bread toasted crunchy and a good book. Tucked away in a little nook. Feet curled up under your legs and maybe a soft purring kitty sitting on your lap napping. I love days like that and it doesn’t have to be a Saturday.
I recently read in Eloisa James’s book, Paris in Love, a memoir, about a little fashion shop in Paris that only has maybe three items in the window. I picture this being the shop of an up and coming fashion designer that puts every penny or euro into making haute couture clothing that is painstakingly created. I see the designer sewing into the wee hours of the night. Sewing on buttons and beads and checking the hems and cutting patterns while sipping wine knowing someday these designs will walk the runway during fashion week.
I once wanted to be a fashion designer. Oh my gosh, it was all I wanted to do. But during careers in junior high I was instructed to check out the stewardess (that’s what they were called back then), or perhaps the secretary cubicle since there wasn’t a section in the careers room for artist let alone fashion designer.
I’m getting the jones to bake. I want to start making little Christmas treats. Tasty bite size morsels. I want to do something other than the tried and true cookies though. I need to try something new. I need a new cookbook. I haven’t bought a new cookbook in probably a year!! I need to gather all my cookbooks together too and keep them all in one spot. The thing is, empty spots are hard to come by in my tiny home.
I have several little things to finish up and it’s almost time to knead my bread dough and get it on the second rise and I need to walk down to the mailbox so… I hope you have a beautiful well spent day my friend and I hope you can stop back by again tomorrow!!
Much Peace Love Art 😀