of moss and leaves

Recently, I've been reading about Bryndzové Halušky, a Slovakian national dish.  I figured that any recipe consisting entirely of potatoes, cheese, and bacon could not possibly be a bad thing. 
It's quite salty, but absolutely delicious.



Hobbes was very curious about it, but stopped short of taking a bite.
He looked at me as if to say, "Mama, you know I'm not supposed to eat bacon..." 

I've been in such a cheesy mood lately.
One day, all I could think about was crackers with Brie spread.  YUM!



Things have been going along quietly at home. 
Our cats are as naughty as ever.
Three-year-old Maggie sleeps a lot during the day but charms us with her chirps and trills.  21-month-old Hobbes is still a live wire.  He leaps off furniture and stalks food with a passion.  But his early-morning snuggle sessions are delightful.  Both cats enjoy sunrises and watching the birds every morning.



They've also discovered the tree frogs that frequent out sitting room window.  The frogs (and hummingbird) often look in the windows to see what we're doing.

Yesterday, I had a wonderful day with enemyfrigate.
She took me to an evil yarn shop where we looked at patterns, charts, and colours and dreamt of the things we could make...socks, jumpers, wraps, afghans... 
We only need to learn how to knit...

  

We devoured perfect fish & chips.



We poked our noses into all sorts of shops, complained about the cold wind and lack of access to the beach, and had a relaxing time just chatting about whatever...no timetable or place to be.

Also, this weekend, I began a needlepoint pattern.
The pattern was originally created as a pillow-cover, 10 stitches to the inch, stitched in wools.  I don't have access to similar supplies, so I'm attempting to stitch the design in cotton floss on 18-count canvas.
Within hours, I was conviced that I was losing my mind for even attempting this...

I had a really, really good weekend.
( All aboard, ye scurvy dogs! )