“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…” Charles Dickens A Tale of Two Cities
It could have been much worse of course, but the wind storm we had really made a mess of my car. A tree fell and the top half flew onto my car. Crazy. Lots of dents and cracks and broken things. I hope falling trees are not going to become a pattern.
The question is, what does one do when such a depressing, frustrating thing happens? Go for a jog? Do some yoga? Scream at the top of one’s lungs? Well, I chose to bake brownies. Not just one, mind you, but two kinds of brownies to help ease my mind. Continue reading