as we are all together

peter brought me chicken stock yesterday that, oddly, smelled of almonds so intensely when i opened the container that i seriously thought that i was holding amaretto in my hands.

today is the first day of snow. i'm going to dig out my tights and my winter coat and venture forth to the market in search of a small gift for kate's birthday. i've made a cake and have a dinner planned and bread is rising in the kitchen.

i've missed this.

and i miss my limestone.