The branches of this tree were covered in frost when I left for work this morning. Silvery white, frosted in a sparkling sheet of ice, as though they had been dipped in a powdered sugar glaze and left to harden. The air was still, grey and cold, and I wanted nothing more than to go back inside where it was warm and curl up with a blanket, a book and a hot cup of coffee.
I've had to take a little bit of a break from posting as many recipes lately, as we continue to balance work and all the projects on the house that need attention. We're busy making our house a home. I'm sure you understand.