They just blossomed last week.
You mist, water and wait. Then one day, you burst with joy when you see signs of life once again.
It’s worth all of the anticipation.
Just need a pencil and a challenger.
Noticed this on the sidewalk near another construction site yesterday.
Colorful Candy Buttons!
My friends and I pretended it was aspirin and administered it generously to the lucky one who played sick.
They may feel or look delicate, but it takes a strong will to withstand a winter storm.
If they could talk, they should say something like: “We’d like to see you spend your weekend out here, in the frigid ground, having ice, snow and blustery cold winds whip you around and around.” It’s not a walk in the park, people!”
Got to give those pansies some credit. They are tough!
But, as in life, not all who fight the brave battle, survive.
The cycle of life is anyone’s guess.
Rest in peace, fallen comrade. ❤
What do you do when you don’t have traditional egg noodles, but you’re craving Chicken Noodle soup? You throw in Spaetzle, “farmer style” egg pasta. Or buy some at any grocery store.
It’s so worth it.
I think I wolfed down my bowl in under five minutes. That good. That simple.
I made it for my children, but those little stinkers didn’t even try it. That’s ok, that’s what mason jars are for…
I only make chicken noodle soup when I have a leftover roasted chicken and I’m feeling a bit like Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Mom, (Caroline). When you use every bit of something after it’s main purpose is gone, you kind of feel like you’ve stepped into the real world of using what you have, as a cook. And it costs very little.
New Year’s has a lot to do with that. I love that we get the do-over each year. We need it.
So here’s what I do…
Finally, the SPAETZLE…!
The texture of the spaetzle feels homemade. I love how it tastes, too, but especially how it’s a little thicker than thin strips of egg noodles I’ve used in the past. Spaetzle wraps around the chicken and broth like a big bear hug.
Comforts the soul. And your appetite.