Instead of the traditional frenzy and hustle of baking, cooking and washing a ton of dirty dishes (and house cleaning), we took off this past holiday, and enjoyed it on a larger scale of relaxation. Our adult kids do not cook. They rely (and expect me) to do all of the cleaning, hosting, cooking and baking. One year one kiddo brought the ham, and one brought a fruit dip. My fruits of my labor walk out the door at the end of the traditional big meal as well (pratically zero leftovers for us). I get tired of the lack of help, and needed a break. Cooking/baking from scratch is work, and does have it's limits. Thankfully, my husband was on board with me, and we instead, relaxed in the midst of a cabin in the high wooded hills. The best part? A hot tub. The snow arrived, and it was a cozy retreat. We have discovered new places to hike, and new adventures with nature in the future. We did not miss the traditional holiday feast...
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.