Happiness in a Jar

Yesterday was rain all day. Today is overcast and dreary.

I did get something done. I picked and dried oregano last autumn, then somehow left it in a plastic bag on the screened porch. Yesterday I decided to pull the oregano and its flowers off the stems. It took much longer that I anticipated but this is what I got. I do use the flowers as well, so I have a medium size jar of those and 3.5 jars of oregano. It was worth the time spent.

I also did this.

A large stockpot full of chicken bones and vegetable scraps. This simmered for hours, yielding a gallon and a half of stock. It's soup for lunch! There is something magical for me in making food out of what most throw away. I have never stopped feeling that sense of wonder every time. I guess I can still feel child-like happiness over an accomplishment as simple as this.

I realized in the early evening I had nothing planned for dinner, only after Mark asked what we were having. A couple of pantry ingredients later, we had dinner. I have something planned today; steelhead trout, a favorite of mine.

The tale of a day in the life.