So, another weekend is behind us. One more to go and we enter the season of autumn. I look forward to tolerable temperatures. Which we have actually had the past few days. Yippee.
Speaking of autumn, I have slowly started my annual ritual of preparing food for the winter. I bought what I thought were fennel seed plants but which happily turned out to be fennel bulbs. Fennel has been difficult to find and when I do the cost stops me. There were four plants, one died, leaving me three beautiful bulbs to pull on Saturday. I then made fennel frond pesto. I think I may be happy.
I put some of the pesto to use with last evenings' dinner. I have three thriving basil plants which I will start turning into pesto and frozen cubes for cooking.Those tomatoes were picked from my water tank garden that morning. Something else making me feel happy.
This morning I had another moment of happy when I saw Tabby calmly observing his domain. He and his three siblings were born in the barn to a stray mama on Mother's Day, 2015. Two boys. Two girls. Jigs became a permanent inside cat in 2016 after an injury. Tabs and his brother split their time between inside and outside. Mona wants nothing to do with the house.
Seek and hold your moments wherever you may find them.