Spring, morphing into summer bliss, filled with lovely moments...
Big hats, so many to choose from, all scattered from room to room. Yet, I always reach for my favorite, and head out for more apricot picking...
A tart recipe from Orangette leads to baking (incredible crust too)...
I choose my ripest apricots (and nibble a few in the process).
Yumm. Easy. Fresh.
Day turns into evening.
The dough is in the fridge, and soon it will be time to prepare the tart for baking (when it was time, the dough rolled out like butter, simply incredible).
Meanwhile, we play in the hidden garden.
We are thrilled with our wildflower mix this year. I keep every package, of every seed I plant, in a big folder. Of course, the big wildflower-mix box, got thrown away. Mister brought me the box on a whim, so I don't know where he bought it.
Isn't that funny?
Garden Irony. I like it.
In our own secret garden, Little Mister Matty Matisse and I, canoodle.
He fills our lives with furry sparkle glow.
He is precious.
He helps balance our feelings.
On a hot day, with the scent of childhood memories surrounding us, we turn our heads up side down as we roll around. The grass is like a big furry green monster. I love it.
Summer skies.
The fresh and moist grass reminds me of the park, and of being 7 years old.
The drip of the sprinkler.
The scent of sunscreen and tropical fruit.
He looks into my eyes.
I wonder what he sees?
Love? Kindness? Joy?
I hope so.
We play.
No worries..
No place to be..
But here, in this moment.
Him and me.
As evening descends upon us, I go inside to bake my apricot tart.
My proper tart tin is at the city house, so I make do with a pie plate.
It works...
I decide to sprinkle a handful of extra sugar on top of my tart. The fruit is ripe and sweet, but for some reason after baking, it became very tart. Maybe that's why they call it a tart ;)
(nothing a little extra sugar sprinkled on top can't fix, and it does)
We go to bed.
Windows open.
Crickets chirping us to sleep.
And then, another summer morning warms us into waking.
We have something to look forward to...
I whipped heavy cream with sugar, to dollop on our apricot tart. There is something quite special about an apricot tart, made with apricots you picked from your very own great big apricot tree, isn't there?
Blissful summer morning indeed.
I always sit with my legs off the ground, criss-cross-applesauce. I don't know why. I suppose it isn't very proper of me ;)
Did I mention you should run and make this crust?
It is really incredible.
Simple summer days, are days to love.
Sleeping with butterflies, ain't half bad either. Lucky girl. They fluttered all around her...
And now, I am going to work on things (so many things I wish I could share, but I can't ruin the surprises, since the party is right around the corner) under my new canopy of colors in the sleeping nook.
MaraMay is the artiste behind this scrumptious and amazing paper garland. She has an adorable shop. I may be addicted to her garlands (I am)...
Isn't it divine? The work involved is amazing!
Just the touch my little cozy nook needed.
Now, I must be off to paint and make things, and oooooh, eeeeee, I wish I could show you the goodness, but one must save some fun for the party ;)
ps: About my wildflowers: One thing I do know (after some investigating) is that our wildflower mix came from Ace Hardware. I think it was this cottage garden mix, because the flowers on the cover, are quite exactly what is growing in our garden. I watered it every day, and it grew and grew, and is growing and blooming more every day (and I am still watering it, bright and early).
pss: Pumpkin LOVE!
