Second, and third, and nth chances.Yesterday, was frustration. I guess I should say, I let myself be frustrated. One small effect, and propagating cause, was the absolute blackening of this pot. Followed by my many frantic, frustrated, fruitless attempts to boil and scrape through the thick, stuck, edge-to-edge char. Turns out time, rest and water did what no amount of swearing and straining could. And that's just one of the many nth chances I've been treated to today. I am grateful for each one. Now to treat myself to some of the same.
More Happiness here.
Posted by Andrea July 20, 2011