Meyer Lemon Bundt Cake

Country living comes with roses and barbs - it's quiet, atmospheric, and usually includes daily visits from various boreal creatures (some more welcome than others). For the past month or so I've shared my shower with an tiny spider named Miranda...assuming she's a "she." The Tempest is my favourite Shakespearean play and, like Miranda, the wee spider appears oblivious to the evils of the world. She wove an intricate home in the topmost corner of my shower stall (it slants at the end below the staircase). Miranda and I are very mindful of each other's personal space - I'm careful about errant shampoo splashes whilst she is mindful about not making any sudden movements. Strange as it may sound, there's an intangible repose found in her presence. Miranda is always there - no matter how hectic and frazzled my day has been, her drama-free nonchalance puts things back into proper perspective. Hopefully she will weave around throughout the winter - based on the chaotic weather we've had so far, it's going to be a long one.

Speaking of unexpected lovely things amid chaos - last week Laura, of the exquisite food blog Tutti Dolci, sent me three Meyer lemons from her very own tree! I was literally over the moon! It's been a manic jumble of snow, thunder, ice...and snow again. Lemon love from sunny California was just what I needed. Thank you, thank you, Laura!! xo
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