2011, week by week

I decided to continue with Project 365 this year on my own (though I already missed January 2nd -- I'll be gentle on myself and count the pic I took at 12:42 a.m).  Though I have no idea how it will work out, I anticipate that 2011 will be a significant year for me, and I want to document it photographically.  But I'm still interested in the idea of a group project, so have joined one started by the lovely Marsha, which will follow weekly themes set by the folks at Digital Photography School.

And what with all the synchronized writing challenges, I've decided to jump on that wagon, too.  But I'm not going to do the weekly post using Plinky's prompts.  Rather --and to make things easier for myself -- I'm going to both photograph and write about the same theme each week.  (If you're interested or curious, here's a link to the theme list.)

It's late night Friday/early morn Saturday, which gives me just a couple of days to compose a post about this week's theme: cold.  Wishmeluck!

In the meantime, here's this week's photo:

[week 2: cold]

Only in Southern California can you find fancy ice cream at a farmers market in winter!  (And tomatoes.  And strawberries.)

Apple crumble, crumbled

There's still the everyday stuff of life, and even new things.  Like baking.  Not because I enjoy baking (I've never owned a set of measuring spoons).  But I didn't want the apples (where oh where did they all come from?) to go to waste.  So with Jaxs' help, I measured, peeled, grated, mixed, mashed, and baked an apple crumble. 

[apples, grated]

[ready for baking]

[beautifully browned]

It took about 30+ minutes to prepare, and an hour to bake.  It felt like a long time.  But the house smelled wonderful.

Jaxs and I shared a small piece as an initial QC tasting: super apple-y!  delicious! I meant to take the rest of it in to work, but mornings have been hectic this week.  Yesterday I decided to have a piece after dinner, but noticed tiny green spots of mold on the crust (it's been in the 90s here the past couple of days).  So I had to throw it out.  BOO.

I feel bad that I not only wasted the apples after all, but all the other ingredients -- and time -- that went into baking.  But also mad -- at myself, of course -- for not taking the time to eat it!  No more baking misadventures for me, thankyouverymuch.  Back to knitting.