And so begins the the New Year. This year’s plans have a few tricks up it’s sleeve for me.
This will be my first year joining the Year of Making project courtesy of Kim Werker’s invite and her ebook on the subject based on last years participation and her first year of doing this. Simply, I “make” something every day of the year and document it attaching the hashtag #yearofmaking . It’s a disciplinary practice that hopefully will be cumulative and teach me how to be reliable and to show up creatively for myself.
Any form of making effort is accepted. Kim says this about her first year making,”As for my creative life, #yearofmaking certainly had a profound effect on pretty much everything. I’ve become a maker in my fullest understanding of the word. My commitment to tinkering, experimenting and trying new things has left me feeling downright capable”. If you remember, ole’ Kim was the one I traveled to inner DC to meet for the talk on creativity at the Smithsonian. She’s a credible witness for a life of craftiness.
So today was day one of my year of making and I made buttermilk biscuits. These are a mainstay for many of our breakfasts especially when we’ve got sausage. And these were exceptional. I took the idea from Sheri Silver of Donuts, Dresses, and Dirt to use frozen butter along with my buttermilk. And they were scrumptious, the crust was slightly brown and crunchy.
And then, after first breakfast, hobbit style we attended a second breakfast spread at our Fellowship. A brunch to raise money for the Hefer Project, a charitable organization which, among many things, can aid in buying an animal for a community in a third world country thereby providing food and/or revenue to them. The event was low key and a chance to spend a little more time with the tree.
These beautiful Winter blooming Camelias grow right outside the sanctuary.
Upon arriving home, Mark went down in the basement and, with the aid of his friend Paul, replaced the defective element in the hot water heater and now we have our 80 gallon tank of all hot water back. So again, all’s well that ends well. Especially when it’s turkey chili with large quantities of veggies in it. And the very last of the buttermilk went to the accompanying cornbread.I wish you pretty flowers, creative spurts, and good eating this weekend.