This Writer’s Daily Bread (and some baking, too)

Bread for myself is a material question. Bread for my neighbor is a spiritual one. (Nikolai Berdyaev) Baking is a rarity around here. I haven’t pulled out a recipe book since before Christmas. When my hubby gets desperate for a homemade sweet, often as not he  ends up baking something himself — his peanut butter

♥ Happy Valentine’s Day! ♥

. I’ve nothing profound from a writing perspective to share, but with all the focus on love today, I thought I’d give you a peek at the Valentine goodies I made for my hubby. I’m not a creative cook — nothing like Ruth Logan Herne at her Yankee-Belle Cafe (go check out the guest post