The last couple of days have been cold. Cold, rainy, wet and gloomy. The rainy days have brought a gorgeous warmth to our house. The spaces seem smaller. The rooms feel cosier. The corners glow with intimacy.
I’ve been nursing a flu. Catching up on sleep. Reading a book. Staring out the window, watching the rain fall in the garden. And sipping on steaming cups of gen mai cha.
I made a HUGE pot of chunky winter vegetable soup with red lentils. I made it Monday evening, and we were still eating it yesterday. Hee hee. It was DELICIOUS. Especially with crusty garlic bread. And especially since I varied the recipe to suit my own tastes (ie. threw together whatever vegetables I had in sitting my fridge and pantry).
I just love rainy days.
