Finally! The sun has returned to New Hampshire and I grabbed the opportunity to pick strawberries with a lovely friend of mine. Bev and I picked enough berries for strawberry jam and a beautiful cake that my blogging friend, Devaki recently posted! Bev planned to try making this cake too, but she also wanted to 'gift' her son and daughter-in-law with a basket of fresh berries.
On the way home, I spied this 'swamp' bordered with wild mountain laurel and what looked like an ancient beaver lodge. The water was so still that you could see the pollen from the laurel and pines floating atop the surface. Talk about a room with a view! Lucky beavers! I wonder if they're still around or if the traffic from the road has sent them further into the swamp ... this lodge is certainly past its prime, but deeper in the swamp, who knows what quiet stillness and fresh branches and saplings would yield. Probably a nice little place in the woods ... kind of like our little grey cottage.
This cake is destined for a potluck affair that SB and I are headed for down New York way. We will be seeing old college pals and catching up after 25 years of life, children, careers, and general chaos. What fun! A flying trip, but one that can't be missed for all the tea ... here's to spontaneous junkets!