Saturday, January 9, 2010

Night

Getting home late after a long night of soup potluck, interesting, amusing conversations, and lots and lots of laughter, I return home to this fresh loaf of bread and butter a slice before bed. Sometimes it's the simple things- like bread and butter - that put a day to rest, and I am grateful for such a small but pleasurable goodness.

4 comments:

Zach said...

There is something amazing about bread and butter, isn't there? I am jealous.

I am glad you decided to buy that loaf pan.

Echo said...

That is, indeed, a beautiful loaf of bread. And I'm glad you came to the soup night. I had fun :)

K A R I™ said...

I can almost smell it from here!

Roxanne Sailors said...

oooh, your bread looks wonderful... and look at that fabulous hotpad!