This beautiful Friday

 

 

 

The weather wasn’t very bad this morning, neither very well. {A note-> general speaking, because in essence all is well, whether it is raining, snowing and so forth!}  

 

This morning we had the joy of meeting my husband in between work and household tasks and we spend some short, but lovely time together visiting the hairdresser, bakery, and Noten&Noten {Nuts&Nuts}.

But the nicest of all was our visit to a small shop with a lot of natural playthings for children, in which we found some delightful books! {I love books a little too much, I think, I’m often on the hunt for another book to add to our home, and another, and another……..}

 

 

Later that morning Jack came to visit us. That always means lots of happiness, joy, storybooks to be read with the children and blissful tea. We ate some of the delicious bread I had bought earlier this morning, together with {chocolate}honey and ginger jam.

We showed her almost everything we had sewed over the last few weeks {which were El Hamdoelillâh full of Jazzy Sewing} and we simply enjoyed being together after many weeks of not being able to meet.

 

Meanwhile  the weather had shifted a little; the sun was shining! Unfortunately we didn’t have the time to go outside with Jack for a walk, neither to make something creative.

 

As they drove away, I missed her dearly. We’re already looking forward to her next visit, InshaAllâh!

 

For dinner I intend to make grilled potatoes and eggplant. And in a moment we are heading to the library InshaAllâh!

Hopefully you’ve had also a wonderful Friday!

 

Xoxo

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Gifts, gifts, gifts and making the Counting a Habit

 

We love to celebrate and embrace the little things- like drinking Moroccan tea on a quiet evening,

or visiting a small shop with all kinds of delicious nuts and dried fruits, chocolate and honey {especially the children love this while they can taste so many different nuts while we decide which one we’ll take home this time},

or baking a special pie together and so forth.

 My wish would be for my children that when they’re grown up InshaAllâh,

 that they will have sweet memories of Fridays.

That the Fridays are held close and dear to their hearts, as very special days,

as days of celebrating a little bit more than we usually do-

for every new day is indeed special and a gift.

That every Friday will become a Feast and a day to look forward to.

In addition I will hopefully focus on the counting of gifts, following and sharing with you Ann’s {February’s} joy dare, to capture the gifts we are bestowed with in our lives… writing down three gifts each day..

 

Gift counting, February, Friday the 17th and one from the day before->

*}   Golden honey pearls on delicious toast

*}   Making hearts out of bread

*}   Stacking fruit in lines above lines, beautiful for the sight and delicious to eat. Blueberries, plums, blue grapes and minola

*}  In the evening serving chocolate cake, actually too late, but oh so cozy