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 The Great 9-Egg Improvisation Cake (a.k.a. The Cake That Nearly Devoured Us Before We Devoured It) Sometimes you don’t follow a recipe—you become the recipe. This cake was born out of pure improvisation, a heroic raid of the kitchen cupboards, and the kind of wild creativity usually reserved for jazz solos and toddlers with crayons. I didn’t plan it. I didn’t measure it. I just knew one thing: nine eggs were going in. Yes, nine. That’s not a typo. That’s what we call “baking with conviction.” And the result? A glorious, round, towering cake so decadent it could probably file its own taxes as a luxury item. Step 1: The Cake Base Think of this as a “classic cake, but on performance-enhancing eggs.” Ingredients (Base): 9 eggs (because apparently I live in abundance) Sugar (enough to make dentists twitch) Flour (the glue of dreams) A little baking powder (because we like things that rise—like hope) Baking: Mix like you mean it, pour into a round tin, and bake at 190°C until it smells ...

There is something deeply grounding about life on a small farm. Each day begins not with the sound of traffic or alarm clocks, but with the gentle clucking of chickens greeting the morning and the soft bleating of goats eager for their breakfast. Caring for animals has a rhythm of its own, one that connects us to the earth and to the present moment. Raising chickens brings simple joys — collecting fresh eggs still warm from the nest, watching them scratch around the yard, or simply noticing their quirky personalities. Goats, with their playful energy and mischievous curiosity, remind us daily not to take life too seriously. Spending time with them isn’t just about chores; it’s about laughter, companionship, and the calming effect of being surrounded by creatures that live so fully in the now. Farm work may seem like labor to some, but here it feels like a gift. The physical tasks of feeding, cleaning, and tending are balanced by the rewards — nourishing food, a closer bond with nature,...

There’s something magical about the simple act of walking barefoot on fresh grass. For those of us who live in the countryside, it’s a daily reminder of how deeply connected we are to the earth. But beyond the joy of feeling soft blades under our feet, this small practice has wonderful benefits—especially for children.  A Natural Connection When little feet touch the grass, children build a direct connection with nature. They become curious, noticing the smell of the soil, the sounds of birds, and the texture beneath their toes. These small discoveries create lasting appreciation for the natural world.  Health and Happiness Benefits Playing barefoot outdoors is more than fun—it supports healthy development: Stronger immunity: Fresh air and natural microbes strengthen the body’s defenses. Better balance: Walking without shoes helps muscles and coordination grow naturally. Stress relief: Nature calms little minds, reducing anxiety and encouraging creativity.  Co...

There’s something undeniably classic and joyful about polka dots—especially when paired with the freshness of summer whites and the contrast of crisp black. This season, I brought that timeless combination to life with my own hands, sewing a white skirt adorned with bold black polka dots, and it’s quickly become the centerpiece of my summer wardrobe. The Inspiration Behind  Polka dots have a rich fashion history—think Audrey Hepburn, Marilyn Monroe, and the playful glamour of the 1950s. I’ve always been drawn to their vintage charm, but I wanted to make the style my own. Inspired by warm days, breezy fabrics, and the elegance of monochrome, I designed  what’s feminine, comfortable, and endlessly wearable. Why Every Summer Closet Needs One A white skirt with black polka dots isn’t just stylish—it’s a versatile piece that can take you from casual brunches to garden parties to sunset strolls. It pairs easily with flats, espadrilles, or even heels for a dressed-up ...

In a quiet countryside surrounded by green hills and blooming flowers, laughter rings through the air as my four-year-old Lora dances joyfully among her favorite friends—her goats. With golden curls bouncing and a song always on her lips, she has formed an extraordinary bond with the animals in her grandpa small farm. Every morning, she races out the door, arms wide open, calling the goats by name. Her favorite, a gentle brown goat with curious eyes and soft ears, meets her halfway, nudging her lovingly with his horns. Far from being scared, the she giggles and wraps her arms around the goat, giving him a big hug. What makes their friendship even more special is the way they play together. She sings silly songs she makes up on the spot—sometimes soft lullabies, sometimes happy tunes that make her twirl in the grass. And the goats? They seem to listen. One even sways his head gently from side to side, almost as if dancing along. When she claps, he hops, and they both fall in...