February kind of lurched on past, didn’t it? I’m finding it hard to believe it’s already March, but damn am I glad. February is always a really rough, busy month at work (see also: October), and I suppose you can tell just by looking at the blog that I’ve been struggling to get though it all. The evidence: barely any entries this month.
Nonetheless, I did stick to my Project365 mission of taking a photo every single day. During the height of my work-related flood, I sort of lost the urge to carry my DSLR with me everywhere I went, so I wound up with more Instagram photos in th set than I’d usually like to have. Hey, man, life happens.
Here are my five favorites out of the pile of largely unexciting February photos. I feel like these show that in the midst of the mid-semester chaos, life did indeed go on, and many lovely moments were had. This is one reason I’m glad I keep up with the photo project even in the midst of everything else — otherwise, some of these moments would surely have been forgotten.
CW and I started off the month by playing around with our Savoy Cocktail Book — the one we found in that lovely bookstore in Asheville — and making gin fizzes. Fun and delicious.
The weather got weird this winter, and school canceled a total of four days (so far) for winter weather. This day’s cancellation was the most ridiculous of them all. I took this photo in my neighborhood at about 11:00 AM, I believe, and it was around 50º at the time. Not a single snowflake or crystal of ice anywhere to be seen. Get it together, Alabama!
This photo is from our Valentine’s Day cooking extravaganza. I love cooking with CW, and drinking wine, and snacking on bread and olives while we put dinner together. Couldn’t have asked for a lovelier time.
I attended my very first college gymnastics meet this month, thanks to Becky’s great idea! It was so fun, and brought back a lot of happy memories of the gymnastics phase I went through in elementary school (see also: ballet). If I’d had access to college gymnastics at that age, I would have been begging my parents to take me every chance I got. And guess what? As an adult who hasn’t done a cartwheel (let alone a handspring) in over 20 years, I still had a blast.
This is one of my favorite dinners CW makes: it’s toasted crusty French bread topped with tomatoes and mushrooms and perfect poached eggs. Side of crispy roasted potatoes. Fabulous. I don’t know how he got so lucky, but CW has a preternatural knack for the poached eggs. He tried them for the first time a while back and they were perfect then and have been consistently so since. I’d be jealous, but I don’t need to be able to make perfect poached eggs now, do I?