Every year I tell myself I’m going to grow my own herbs. I plan to set up a porch planter that will sit on my porch rail and yield copious amounts of basil, chives, cilantro, mint, parsley and rosemary. It will be glorious. And then I forget about this goal.
It’s been beautiful in Seattle the past week or so. I know there’s been a heat wave in the rest of the US but we haven’t had temperatures over 80 degrees here. It’s a bit warm way too hot for Nick, but I love it.
80+ degree weather (and no central AC!) means I am spending less time in the kitchen and more time outside. (In Seattle, we tend to overdose on sun when it’s —so rarely— available!)
The title of this post should be “Camping, Take One,” because it was the first time Nick and I have camped by ourselves. I was as excited for the opportunity to pack some homemade plastic-free food (in case we failed at building a fire) as I was to spend a couple days in nature. Spoiler alert: We did not make a fire, but we also didn’t try! More on that later.