... in which our plucky heroine is glad to turn her focus back to the brightside...
After starting the week with my quarterly visit to my rockstar oncologist (visit went same as it ever does, for which I am grateful, labwork back in a tenday), it was quite a relief to return to my regularly scheduled life and times here at Acorn Cottage. The pomegranate tee shirt is finished, though still needs the final photography before sending away to its new home, and my thought is to also trace out the stencil design for future reference, since it turned out to be one of the more inspired neckline motifs.
dinner at The Cheese Bar and invited me to join them. It turned out to be a delightfully delicious evening, as we each picked something different and shared the variety all round the table. Somehow, while not usually fond of pickled things, the bowl of mixed vegetable "house pickles" which arrived first was just the right sort of nibble-y appetizing thing that set my mind to considering putting up something other than pickled beets this year. I certainly hope to return to this haven of cured foods again. Before we left, a trip to the case at the front of the Bar, where all sorts of fascinating imported cheese (as well as cured meats) are available for purchase, let us taste just a few more treats. A small piece of aged Gouda came home with me, very different from the young cheese, it is rich and very nutty, almost sweet, with an odd sort of internal crunch. I think it will be a good companion to fruit, as a dessert.
And speaking of fruit, it was quite dismaying to check my little fig trees in front of Acorn Cottage, and find that the only one that had figs ripening this year had been almost stripped of fruit. The figs ripen so slowly, and were just almost ready, but six of the eight fruit were gone from the tree yesterday. I did find two figs at the very back still on the branch. I suspect two legged rather than four legged varmints. The trees, in their large pots, will get moved to the backyard once I figure out a good spot, sigh...
Girl has been thinking about how to actively move forward towards goal of better financial stability and improved employment. Have ideas. Must maintain forward momentum, keep shiny side up rubber side down, and hold in forefront of mind both the intention and the fact that IF IT IS TO BE IT IS UP TO ME... No one else will do the needful work to make it happen, and no magic wand will be waved for a happy sunset with optional prince or horse to ride off into. Lest self set in concrete rigidity forevermore, instead be both flexible and brave and make changes... New motto is to be fearless wherever appropriate, and to move through fear whenever necessary. Shall see how that makes a difference. Would that all this learning took place decades earlier, but truth be told, cannot make anything happen any sooner than it does.