It was strange to wake up in half-darkness again this morning. It felt like I should have another hour’s sleep, but sadly not 😦
Stranger though, was the dream I woke up from. It went from my working at the yard where I used to teach riding and continued in a random town in the wake of some apocalyptic disaster, with me somehow acquiring a son along the way. Then the phone rang (apparently the disaster hadn’t affected mobile signal) and it was my dad, who said he was starting up a band with Cheryl Cole and Peter Andre and would I like to join.
I banished all thoughts of my dad on stage with those two (wrong) and made my way, via the shower, into the kitchen for….
Another buckwheat bake.
I confess this wasn’t this morning’s, which I smothered in peanut butter and jam, because I was too
greedy busy preparing to dive headfirst into the joy that is Monday mornings to take a picture 🙂
It was also made slightly differently, using this:
I’d run out of buckwheat flour, but saw Ashley recommends grinding your own. I can’t believe I bought a bag of flour when I had this! But, fitting perfectly with my using-things-up challenge, I ground it into this:
Amazing how grinding buckwheat turns it into apricot jam… 😉
I quite liked having ground the flour myself; I think it makes the home-madeness of it even more so. I also think the grammar of the previous sentence is, er… Yeah.
It was a strange day too, in that it was bright but chilly, unlike last week. But it was sunny and light long enough for me to get back from work late and cycle to the yard and back without troubling my bike lights.
I’ll take that over dark mornings, any day 🙂
What I’m not so sure about though is that dream…
What’s the weirdest dream you’ve had recently, or ever? Have you ever had that thing when you know it’s a dream but can’t wake up…?!