Balancing The Equation

I haven’t been home since October.

That’s a long time, but I’m all right with that. I’m living a balance between travel and not travelling - a balance of my own design.

It’s good to be home. It’s good to balance the equation.

Winter is slowly ebbing away. Vibrant color is emerging from tan.

I like the snow this time of year. It’s crunchy in the early morning, and soft in the afternoon. It can hold your weight at 7 a.m, or leave you post-holing on a ramble through the woods in the sunshine.

I like the long days of sunshine.

In October, the short days play on my psyche. “It’s time to go. Winter is coming. Get out while you can.”

It’s foreboding, heavy on me.

But now, it’s different. The world feels warm, alive and welcoming. It’s light. Spring…

Culinary Math

I baked bread using a raisin water levain. My dough has never risen higher.

I made a pot roast, with intentions of beef stew.

Finally, I combined the two for a delicious supper. This is my kinda math.

It’s hot tub season. I pumped melting snow water to my tub and fired it up. There’s nothing better than melting away and designing your future.

Except maybe a good Gin and Thomic with your brother.

Being at home is just as fulfilling as the travel I do. It’s equally as important. For the next six months I will spend my days puttering on all matter of projects.

It’s creativity in action. It’s making something out of nothing. And it’s as important to me as breathing.