Velvet Crumb Cake, made with Bisquick substitute. And also,without the brown sugar, because I didn't have any of that, either.
This picture is from H's birthday a few months ago--I never have enough candles on hand so I just put two (having just the one candle seemed a bit lonely). But anyway, it's been exactly one year since I started this blog, and a little bit longer since I started cleaning up this house--click here for a reminder of just how bad it was on the outset. With a few exceptions (the master bedroom and the fourth bedroom, and their respective closets) all of the rooms have since been cleaned up, though I do revisit certain areas from time to time to get rid of additional junk that I wasn't ready to throw out earlier. The yard, as you've seen, is starting to take shape, too, though there's still a whole lot of work left to be done.
Here's to progress. And reasons to celebrate.
I stitched this up for the Craftzine / Singer swimsuit cover up
I know I've been a lousy blogger lately, but there hasn't been a whole lot to report. The family of sparrows have fledged and gone. I've left the nest in the eaves, for the time being, just in case they should still need it, but the lack of peep-peep-peeping all day long tells me that they are indeed gone. These photos are actually of a robin's nest that I collected a month ago.
The backyard is taking shape, slowly but surely. We are almost ready to put down the landscape fabric, flagstones, and rock mulch. We've laid down a rough sketch of the meandering path that will circle around a small patch of drought-tolerant garden, and trail off to a small patio in the rear of the yard.
It's nearly finished already, see? I can imagine taking an easy stroll, walking around and around these piles of dirt.
I gave this recipe a second try over the weekend, this time baking them all the way through (and adding dried blueberries and sesame seeds), and voila! Yummy oaty goodness. They are a bit on the sweet side, which makes me think I may try
In other news, I've been busy these past weeks with unexpected company, a leaky water valve, pushing dirt around in the backyard, and a nest full of hungry peeping sparrow chicks, which I've been watching through my front window. You can't actually see much, apart from the comings and goings of the two parents, but the placement of the nest keeps me from walking on that side of the yard (I try not to stress out the birds more than I have to), so I end up just pointing the garden hose in the direction of the hydrangeas, and hoping that enough of the water makes it to the roots of the plants. I can't wait for the chicks to fledge and leave the nest, so that I can climb up there with the ladder and clean all those twigs and straw out of the eaves. What a mess.
I've been eating a lot of granola bars from Trader Joe's lately (whole grain, healthy snacks help stave off both hunger and headaches) but decided I could do better by making my own... so I dug out Nigella Lawson's recipe for breakfast bars (from her
I'm still getting used to the new toaster-sized convection oven, so I think I took it out a little early. Not much else could have gone wrong, but at least it's not burnt, right? It's actually still munchable, but just not as appealing as a good solid cookie bar would've been.
A librarian friend of mine coordinated with a crafty group of knitters to decorate some of the trees around her library... I love 
I can't remember if any of us actually wore this darling little baby sweater, but it certainly looks like something that should be treasured and kept so that future generations may drool and make spittle all over it.





