well preserved.
8.27.2011
the winds blew & the rain streaked the windows. the world outside was a movin' while the world in my kitchen was warm and busy. the sacred space of my small kitchen fills me with peace, mindful practice, and appreciation for the bounty from the earth. canning the figs picked the day before into whole figs & preserves brought delight to my morning. canning these figs restored my spirit and brought me joy.
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