Maple Pecan Granola and Sourdough Boule




Mostly I stayed inside baking, and I also went to a holiday party with delicious food and wonderful music-making. It was good to get some fresh air and exercise in between.
Pantry items, aging long-keeping vegetables, new things from the garden. Inspired by the title of a recipe in today’s Washington Post.
I walked over to the Verizon Center to see how the kalachakra was spreading into the space around it. Towards the end of my foray, the traffic light at a corner outside the Verizon Center changed in my direction, and I headed into the crosswalk. A cyclist going north in the southbound lane started cursing…
Don’t underestimate the power of comfort. Here, kimchee with a few bites already taken Later this evening, before or I after I sit for meditation, I expect to do some restorative yoga.
It’s full of biting, stinging, and plant-munching beings. I mostly live and let live.
May the long light of the solstice illuminate wisdom and compassion.