Today I love being back home and easing gently back into the comfort of my life in the thriving bay city of Owen Sound. I love this feisty little place and I love that I live here. I love all; the art and the music and the words that are written here, I love that the per capita production of words here is, and I’m absolutely certain of this so do not even think to argue with me, at least ten or a hundred times the global average, we have a lot to say. I love that there are novels and poems, and short stories of all kinds coming out of this city. I love that there is political fiction being written here every day and published as Facebook status updates on the walls of people who both agree and disagree with me. 😉 I love that even in the teeth of inclement political weather I still retain my sense of humor. I love that this past weekend I just spent on the road was a fun one in so many ways. I love that I bought a new USB charger cable and because I just inadvertently grabbed the wrong one, we can now charge two more iPhones than we have, since it is a cable that charges two iPhones at once and we own exactly zero iPhones. I love that since I bought it three hours away … I’m going to list it for sale on Facebook, any takers? $10?
Today I love doing dishes, not because I actually love doing the dishes, but because I do love when the kitchen is clean. I love that I made bread last week and it turned out better again than the time before. I love that I have managed to restrain myself and there is still bread left. I love that we’re talking gardens already and this year might see some serious movement toward some serious produce being cultivated here at home.
Today I love strawberry jam more than anything and I know that because every time I think about homemade bread my mind immediately conjures up my grandmother’s fresh made rolls with hand churned butter and homemade strawberry jam on them. I love that I have a wonderful strawberry jam recipe, the churn that was my great great grandmother’s and my granny’s recipe for buns as well. I love memories of good food. I love not getting jam on my camera’s memory card.
Today I love drinking coffee while eating the homemade bread and the strawberry jam that I just couldn’t resist afterall.