I hit a wall after lunchtime, I was freezing cold, and then BANG!
Sleep overwhelmed me.
Well I couldn’t sleep, duh I have a child. But I did lay down on the couch, and baby girl brought me her musical merry-go-round figurine to lull me to sleep, and my water bottle and my phone, all within reach.
But balance… she oh-so-quietly complained I had to get up and make my coffee, as well as her BABYCINO.
No rest for the tired here. Just as well we have caffeine. 💪☕
I had the ingredients for these bikkies on Saturday, but after the time, effort and dishes required to do mysweet potato gnocchi, I was feeling like I didn’t wanna do any kind of cooking/baking task anytime soon.
Only the thing was, these Anzac biscuits are the easiest to make.
Either way, I had a break on the weekend, and today on this cloudy and rainy day, I whipped these up really quickly.
Now I’m no massive Anzac bikkie fan. But when I come across a recipe that –
a) I have the ingredients for, and
b) is soooo easy
I just can’t help myself. It’s like the recipe is calling me.
These gave off the most wonderful smell as they baked in the oven, and the crunch and deliciousness were most definitely there when it came time for taste-testing.
As I get progressively more and more ‘over’ store-bought sweets, I am so happy to now have a massive batch of these guys to keep my coffee company over the next week. 😉
One of the great things that will come out of this coronavirus isolation period (and I guarantee there will be many things that people will come to really appreciate) is that people will be much more connected to nature.
It’s all there is really. Walking, exercising. It’s the one saving grace.
And it’s become ours too.
I think we’ll all realise just how simple and beautiful our lives can be, by just going outside. By going back to nature, enjoying the free and natural parts of life, that are all accessible just by stepping out the front door.
I’ve come to really rely on our end of day walks. And the photo I snapped above?
That part of the walk is my favourite.
Because there’s a house off the path there somewhere, with a real fireplace. And the smell of firewood burning as we walk past…
It smells amazing.
It makes me feel like we’re on holiday.
It makes me feel the way we used to feel, back when we lived on the other side of town, and would travel down here, to our now sea change house, back then our getaway sea change destination of choice… (PHEW).
And I love it. I love feeling like we’re away, if only a moment, especially when we can’t go further than out our front door, or at the very most, around the block.
And isn’t that amazing? How nature can make us feel? ♥♥♥