Today I love this moody day with its slightly threatening sky that is asking me if I’m certain I want to do laundry. I love that I’m doing that ol’ laundry anyway and it is heading outside to taunt the natural powers that be. I love the smell of laundry off the line, love that it’s like the whole outdoors concentrated into a clean, fresh scent. I love going to sleep on line dried sheets with that smell in my nostrils. I love that I am well aware that a lot of my love for that comes from my inability to tolerate the fake scents that laundry products put into clothing. I love that to me, fresh air does not come in a spray and cannot be bought off a shelf, and I love that I have the opportunity to access real fresh air just outside my door. I love the smells of every season, including that sweet, cold smell of Winter that is so clear and bright and even makes me hungry at times, I wish I knew the name for that. I love that every season’s aromas enrapture me, take me to a dozen or more iterations of the day and let me wander through my memories and hold again in my heart all the wonderful things that I have managed to experience in my life.
Today I love contemplating a savory pie for supper tonight. I love that I’m also considering trying to use milk kefir in place of sour cream in a casserole to see how well that works. I love adventures even when they are little ones. I love that I am also considering making custard someday soon, just because the heavy cream I buy only comes in quarts, which is a lot of cream, and you can’t just drink the stuff, well, not without getting some strange looks cast in your direction I’ve found. I love that there is always rhubarb custard pie as a fine way to use up heavy cream.
Today I love that my plan to clean up and reorganize the construction site that is our home is coming along slowly but steadily and things have improved already. I love that my house is silent, without my isolation partner, because the silence reminds me of the last two months we had together here and how much fun we had. I love that my tools are still in a heap with some building materials and cleaning that up and sorting it, I think, will be my job today.
Today I love sipping coffee and dreaming of pies of all kinds, and remembering that it is almost time to make another batch of pastry.