Wednesday, 9 February 2011

A Baby Sleep and Don Quichotte

It was a very hard day for me in the middle of which I felt like Don Quichotte (which means: nuts, making a battle in every corner with the unseen enemy, ashamed of her own reactions).
But then the sleep and the trust of the new baby cat helped me to think back about serenity and confort.

I have been working hard to be able to cook in the new kitchen. Today my new home smelled baking börek in the owen.

A special day where at the end of 4 months, I could cook at home.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Related Posts with Thumbnails