Purse

For quite some time I have been looking for a little diaper bag for Fleur, something that can contain the essential, fit in my bag while it still looks good, and can be used post-diaper age. Recently, I was so lucky to find this nice purse from Mapoesie at half price, so I jumped at the opportunity.
I really like the print and the material. As you can see on the pictures so does Fleur.

Chrismas Cards

Kind of last minute DIY - what-do-I-have-at-home-I-can-use - Christmas cards. They are all individual, made out of a photo series from an old Cereal magazine. Minimalist forest landscapes with a simple greeting.

Even though I have way to many things on my hands right now, I still wanted to sit down and write some Christmas greetings and let people know, that I think about them. They might end up arriving after Christmas as I still have not made it to the postoffice, but Vincent told me, it is the thought that counts.

Northern Sun

Now we are back to that time of year, where the sun magically reflects on the windows across the street and enters our northern faced living room. So many bright mornings, I forgot about all the grey ones.

Saturdays

Our local Farmers Market has changed from a seasonal market to an all year long event. So every Saturday we go there to buy fresh veggies and once in a while other edibles. If is fits with Fleur's nap we usually go for a little walk as well. Like a couple of weeks ago when there were still some leaves on the trees, and it was damn cold and windy, we were happy that the nap didn't last too long, so we could cut the trip short.

Last weekend it started to snow just as we were at the Christmas market in the afternoon. It was almost a bit fairytale-like, but luckily it is still to warm for the snow to really settle. I hope we get on the opposite side of new years before any serious snow comes to town.

Back in the Bread Business

After a bit of a bread drought, where my sourdough starter has been close to exhaustion several times since the beginning of the year, I am finally taking up baking again for real. I have done a bit of homework and am experimenting with some new techniques which seems to be paying off.

Of course I will not bore you with pictures of all the failed attempt - have to admit there were a few - but instead here are some pictures of the first really successful bread in a long time. There has been several after and I am still perfecting my technique and try to experiment with different durations for the fermentation and hydration.

My last obstacle is the gas oven, that does not really allow for the bread to get nice and golden on top without leaving the bottom side somewhat burned. Sadly this obstacle can only be defeated once we move away from this apartment, so I will settle for now and just enjoy the nice newfound fluffiness of my breads.

Dot Mugs

Pinterest is becoming a bit of an expensive habit. It is not difficult to find loads of things that I would love to buy for my home, knit for myself or Fleur, or ideas for additional house renovations.

Back in April, I ordered these mugs from Recreation Center and finally after four months of waiting a letter came letting me know they were waiting for me in the customs office.

Since then I have used them everyday to have my morning coffee. I am super happy with my new dot mugs, even if they took their time.

Lemon

My little lemon baby has turned 2 this year, and she is still happy and full of life. If she keeps growing with the same speed she might be double the size next year. 

There is something special about the kind of plant, where you planted the seed yourself, took care of it and saw it grow. The lemon is definitely one of my favourite plants amongst the one we have and it is funny to think, that once it was just a lemon in our fridge. 

I was recently told that lemons like this never bear fruits, but if this is true I hope it will at least have some flowers so we can enjoy a nice lemony smell in the kitchen. Though if it continues to grow like this we might have to relocate it to elsewhere in the apartment.