Fresh start and a bombed backyard / Újrakezdés és egy szétbombázott udvar

It's been a while since my last blog entry. Lot of things has happened in the past couple of months, some of them were extremely heartwarming, some, extremely heartbreaking.

In March, I lost my beloved grandma, who taught me that the joy of cooking and eating is an indispensable part of a happy and long life. Her favorite cookbook and rolling pin are now the jewels of my kitchen, and remind me to keep rolling, and enjoy life as much as possible.

To begin with, Peter and I have started the reconstruction of our back and front yards. There were times not too long ago, when the yard looked like a bombing site, then a landing site on the Moon, then, like a swimming pool. Fortunately, the local experts we hired did an amazing job, and the area in front of, next to, and behind the house is finally starting to look like it is in a civilized country. The paving is finished, all we need is some soil to fill the gaps, and some rain to trigger the hayseed to grow.

Last week, the  three of us took a trip to one of the most famous lavender nurseries in the country, from where we came home with 20 pots of beautiful, fragrant lavender. So yeah, by far, everything goes as planned.

Except...well yeah, except my work on finishing my dissertation. I know it's a weak excuse that the daily activities  - canning, the garden, Saci, cooking and painting stuff - consume all my energy, but they fucking do. So by far, content done: 2%. Damn.