I finished my Thanksgiving grocery shopping this morning. It seemed like a good idea at the time, to go early Sunday morning and beat the inevitable after church crowd. Evidently all of Ft. Belvoir’s commissary patrons thought along those very same lines. Great minds think alike, I suppose. Despite our best intentions, the commissary was a nutso madhouse; triumphantly, I escaped unscathed. I do have to buy sweet potatoes elsewhere, because the sweet potatoes the commissary offered for sale were jumbo sized. Like not even normal jumbo. They were mutant jumbo sized. The idea of buying mutant sweet potatoes left me feeling uneasy, so I chose to skip those for now.
As I got got home and started unloading groceries, I found myself simply delighted by the fresh herbs I purchased. It seems kind of strange to be so entranced by herbs, but the smell is simply intoxicating. I’m finding myself in a bit of slump lately; between being sick, growing a year older and baking a tragic birthday cake, I haven’t been as joyful and thankful as I should be. Imagine my surprise when I was so taken aback by my joy over the aroma, texture and sight of some simple fresh herbs.
I didn’t buy parsley, but the song is almost complete.
Rosemary is my favorite, but all three combined sure do get me excited for Thanksgiving dinner.
A bowl full of sunny, bright citrus has a similar affect.
plus a few green apples that didn’t quite fit in our overflowing fruit drawer
It’s the little things that can make or break your day. A non fat misto with toffee nut syrup to drink while navigating the crowded grocery store aisles; a bowl full of vibrant lemons and tangerines; the scent of rosemary left on my hands.
What are you delighting in today?