Greetings from the land of the gentle downpour:
the autumn rains have begun in earnest, my favorite of seasonal gifts!!
I sit in our warm kitchen
after having consumed two servings of oatmeal
with toasted pecans and plumped dried cranberries:
in more ways than a body has a right to be.
Friends, my morning sickness has departed
and left in its chartreuse wake a nearly insatiable hunger.
My taste for fast food is thankfully past,
and the desire to cram fresh fruit and veggies in has reawakened.
Last night I made a big pot of homemade black beans, tender and simmered until the whole garlic cloves I tossed in disintegrated
a generous steamer full of short grain brown rice,
and a casserole of cauliflower, tomatoes, parmesan and breadcrumbs drizzled in butter
which I baked until it was golden and bubbling.
It has rained both yesterday and today, and the dimness of the studio made the lamplight I worked by all the more romantic - I love painting on rainy days
with the radio on
and something warm in a mug on the table behind me!
I am also getting these fabulous bursts of energy, which are coming in handy -
when I looked at the state of our house after being sick as anything for three months
(I reserved my energy for work, understandably)
it was deplorable.
Note: Anthony helped and certainly asked what he could do but I was not even well enough to notice what had become grimy: it all looked green to me.
The stove got scrubbed
the floors swept
The bathroom sink, which Janey has taken to sleeping and twirling in got disinfected
and scotch-brighted (?) to death
The kitchen floor was mopped with great attention to detail
and the gorgeous big wolf spider the cats had not managed to kill yet when I found it hobbling
got a ride in a cup to the front porch: I hope he's thriving out there, or at least alive.
I love spiders.
I am limiting myself to 1.5 hours of housework per day
(until I get the house back in ship shape),
lest I burn out
too fast: the energy is boundless until about 10:30 PM,
when sleep comes fast and departs at around 7:30 AM.
I am really very taken with the second trimester of pregnancy -
sometimes I sit rubbing my belly clockwise and talking to the small babe in there about the world,
about bravery and bees and all manner of beautiful things.
In just a dot I'll leave for a restorative flow class,
walking to and fro in the rain
under my goldfish umbrella
with my baby.
What are you up to today?
Have a beautiful one,