Yesterday I walked into the ranch kitchen to find Jane busy baking.
The stove top was fragrant with something bubbling,
and she was grinding up graham crackers with a roller.
"Whatcha making honey?" I asked.
"A pie," she replied, followed by:
"Do we have any fresh cream?"
"I think....check the other fridge,"
I said as I let Angus out the back door.
Then I watched her continue taking control of the area; she stirred the
pot with one hand and started cutting up semisweet chocolate with the other.
Moments later, she began forming a pie crust, and then the microwave
beeped, and without skipping a beat (and while humming a song),
she walked over to the microwave to take out her melted butter.
The way she moved, you'd have thought she was in a cooking ballet.
She danced across the kitchen so gracefully and confidently.
Jane has very unique homemaking talents.
I really had nothing to do with her talents; she's her own gal!
Jane is so beautiful.
I mean, one look at that wild orange hair,
and maybe you would think she was wild, stubborn, and fearless;
and she really isn't any of those.
She can be stubborn like her father, but she is mostly quiet,
a little timid, calm, smart, wise, practical, and delightfully content.
She is a dreamer and is as sophisticated as the queen herself.
Jane has a beautiful future ahead, and I am honored to watch it all unfold,
(while eating the treats she makes).
Mr. Nielson and I will be spending our weekend alone in Albuquerque
I will speak at the WOF convention (tickets are still available!).
Spiritual Enlightenment: "The Beauty of Holiness"