:: finding the sun in different places

:: enjoying the sharp, crisp air on our cheeks when we step out for chocolate

:: starting the day with sweet, buttery and warming “podge”

:: topping up our cold-ridden bodies with home-squeezed vitamin c

:: following the hearts to wherever they might take me …

:: so sweet!

:: and when the night draws in, cold, wet and quiet, filling our bellies with chicken and lemon soup.

p.s.  if you’d like to come by for afternoon tea, I can now entertain you with a recital of the various glands of the endocrine system and their secreting hormones, and for an encore performance, the twelve cranial nerves …

Oh Once One Takes The Anatomy Finals, Very Good Vacations Are Heavenly!

quiet days

9 thoughts on “quiet days

  • May 27, 2011 at 2:08 am

    your afternoon recitals sound like mine as my daughter studies for her biology finals. We’re having a late spring with lots of rain so chicken lemon soup sounds yummy.

  • May 27, 2011 at 8:27 am

    Mine is On Old Olympus’ Terrible Top A Finn And German Viewed Some Hops

    Good luck on your test!

  • May 28, 2011 at 1:22 pm

    I would love to talk hormones and glands with you. That soup looks delicious!

  • May 28, 2011 at 10:31 pm

    ::sigh:: I’ve just been catching up with you, Miss Lily. I do so enjoy visiting your corner of the world — it takes me away to such a lovely, lovely place! Thank you for the visit!

  • June 2, 2011 at 6:38 am

    ooooo chicken lemon soup. mmmmmm. recipe? i was sick recently too and some homemade chicken soup from a friend worked miracles. here’s hoping the same for you!

  • June 2, 2011 at 2:36 pm

    i love your photos. especially the bowl you have in most of the pictures. my grandma had that same china pattern and i miss her and the wonderful food eaten from her plates and bowls. thank you for the sweet reminder.

  • June 12, 2011 at 11:00 pm

    Miss you Lily, hope all is well down south.

    Blessings Gail

  • June 13, 2011 at 12:01 pm

    I enjoy reading your blog very much. It’s rather like sipping a perfect cup of coffee on a cold day. It’s odd to me sometimes, though, because I’m in North America, so I’m being blanketed in humidity, and photographing the first summer storm while you’re cosy-ing in for the cold months.

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