Today i put up three jars of pickled beans and seven zucchini relishes. My sole accomplishment while the boys had their first ever simultaneous nap (which is, i suppose, what you get if you choose to have your kids nearly five years apart). Pretty much the moment i thought about sitting down, Gabe woke up.
Afterwards, i stole mourrnful glances at my book, its spine bent open and resting patiently on the desk, and wished for a cup of tea.
Then again, i wouldn’t have had these pretty things to look at all winter.