My favorite carrot cake recipe and truly so easy to make 🙂
Whisk together dry ingredients and then add everything except the walnuts. Whisk for a few minutes, add walnuts, and then bake for 34 minutes at 350 degrees.
Ingredients
It’s always hard to leave a place. I know this. I know reward comes from discomfort. And yet I love this home, I love the landing, I love our skylight, I love pretending.
It’s my first night in New York City. Under the same roof as my brother and sister. Many times over I wished for this moment. I wished for them. But oh, how I miss my yellow teddy, and that soft mattress, and the big brick house, and Anika, hug? and Alexis, I know right.
I’ve been thinking of EBB’s Sonnet 14 .
Do not say I love her for her smile – her look – her way of speaking gently, for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine
She says, implicitly, I will age, I will change, and I want to be loved for who I am. Not her “smile,” “look,” or “speaking,” but something of soul’s senses. Anyways, this reminds me of marriage in Pride and Prejudice:
Happiness in marriage is entirely a matter of chance. If the dispositions of the parties are ever so well known to each other, or ever so similar beforehand, it does not advance their felicity in the least. They always continue to grow sufficiently unlike afterwards to have their share of vexation, and it is better to know as little as possible of the defects of the person with whom you are to pass your life.
Spoken by Charlotte, who is so much more pragmatic, or so it seems, than EBB. She is motivated by a desire not to be an economic burden to her parents and, not unreasonably, thinks that the situation with Mr Collins offers her a respectable future. I love the episode in P&P when Elizabeth visits them and takes the measure of the marriage, noting for example that Charlotte has positioned her reading room so that she minimizes exposure to her husband.
Steal my heart
Hold my hand
We’re on Decarie
Lily, this is my favorite band
Not long after
I met someone new
His childlike wonder
Reminded me of you
It didn’t take much
The perfect picket fence
We ran down every corner
I lost my steel defense
Oh it didn’t take much
Green eyes on the girl in blue
Papa I saw it coming
But there wasn’t much to do
I’m older now
And you are too
You take me around the world
Papa, I met someone new
He’s mighty and quick
Devilish, I feel sick
And he’s got that same wonder
Papa, I’m in trouble
He steals my heart
He holds my hand
The truth all around us
A tight noose, a fraying band
No it didn’t take much
A shot in the dark
Whoozy eyes
Fickle hearts
The tents and chairs put to sleep
The river gnawing at my feet
The carnival forgotten in the morning
Papa, I never saw it coming
This one I didn’t plan
But he likes your song
Even knows your band
Where is my heart
Where is my hand
It’s not mine or his
It’s all mixed up
Papa will you hold my hand?