There’s been a lot going on around here. Tons of work, a little accomplishment, not much balance, more family loss, a sense of things totally falling apart (and also– weirdly– coming together), and really, not a minute of time to myself. A lot going on, for sure.
So instead of talking about any of that, I’d like to tell you about a sandwich– on homemade whole wheat with peanut butter, bananas, thin apple slices, a drizzle of honey and cinnamon, toasted–the very one we just ate on this gorgeous 65-degree Saturday in February.
And now, off to make: pita bread, a shopping list, a trip to the grocery, sense of everything.