It feels like one blog post is merging into the next at the moment, but that echoes the days of Lockdown, so maybe it makes sense π We made our grand outing of the week to get groceries and got some baguettes. I feel like everything in my life is pointing towards France at the moment. I had booked to go there last summer with the girls before the restrictions all came into place. I am reading a book in French, French recipes keep cropping up everywhere I look and the girls mention things that remind me of it. We had baguettes with Nutella and strong coffee pour moi π Then, we went for a very long walk and found an empty playground for the girls to play in. They are obsessed with this thing that is like a sea-saw and roundabout in one π It was very cold and cloudy, but the sun was piercing through the clouds and it looked like a watercolour sky π I read a little bit, in between responding to the demands to push the girls on various things π




I decided to try a new recipe for cardamom buns. I love anything with cardamom in it and the scent that fills the kitchen when it’s cooking π It was a long, slow process, but I felt like I needed that. I find baking therapeutic, especially if it takes time and involves different stages. First, I had to make a paste to use as the filling for the buns. Then I had to make a dough that wasn’t dissimilar to the one for cinnamon buns. The next stage involved rolling it out along the length of the counter, spreading the filling on it and rolling it up, before cutting it. Then, I made a glaze while they were baking and prepared nuts for the topping. Aesthetically, they didn’t work out quite how Iβd hoped, but they still tasted good. The girls didn’t like them, but I never expect them to like anything aromatic. They didnβt mind licking the pool of melted butter from the tray though π

This morning, the girls did some guided drawing of woodland creatures together. One of their teachers had assigned it and I find they like to do the art activities together, even if it isn’t part of their own work π It bought me some peace to make coffee while they drew squirrels and owls π Afterwards, we painted some Winter scenes together and the girls repainted some pictures they did last week, as they wanted to try them in a different style π They had some breadsticks and hummous as sustenance while they did their painting. It might be the only vaguely healthy snack I’ve seen them devour π



My daughter seemed to be in the mood for drawing after that and got out her huge artist’s set. They drew silly family portraits and laughed hysterically at them. They like to make books at the minute, so I stapled some pages together for them and they filled them with pictures.
I decided I felt the need to bake again (it might be a coping mechanism for homeschooling.) I found a new brownies recipe. I didn’t have the cream to make the caramel sheet in the middle, so I decided to experiment without it and see what happened π I never think ahead and go shopping for specific recipes; I tend to just improvise with whatever I happen to have in the house and change things. I added pecans instead of walnuts, chocolate chunks instead of buttons and omitted the salted caramel. They still turned out very rich, and the girls liked them (apart from the nuts – which they made sure to tell me :))




It felt like the time to update my vision board was long overdue. I made it a couple of years ago and hadn’t changed it since. I spent the evening cutting out images that represented various things I want to achieve/that inspire me/that fit with the mood of the board. I think I feel better when I have visuals around me that uplift me and the process of adding to it is satisfying too π You can choose any theme you like for it – whether you want to use it for goals or just want a collage of recipes or pictures you think are pretty π I think whatever small things you can do to cheer up your home at the minute all help when weβre looking at the same four walls all the time π
