So hard to choose which photos best represent bliss for me: cakes or climbing? So the rock and desserts are photo-collaged together! Not the most artistic arrangement but this is double-bliss for me! Then I gave Montserrat its own space. It deserves it. I took this photo a few years ago but climbed there recently and it still looks as beautiful.
Photo101 people may want to scroll down to ‘Bliss’ and ‘Solitude’. ‘Cause it’s time for my weekly cake-making resumé! And a very exciting week it was too, with a twist as my new fruitcake-cake anglais recipe went off to live at biker Hogrider Dookes’ blog as my first Guest Post!
Then my raspberry charlotte was met with cries of enthusiasm and almost became the first big-headed cake in history (note: the raspberry quantities have been amended). I also had fun creating an experimental but very easy raspberry, avocado mousse and pistachio verrine. You should make it and discover how absolutely delicious it is! Did you know in some areas of South America people never eat avocado with salt, but always with sugar and perhaps some lemon?
I’m still working on the savoury cake, which received mixed reviews amongst climbing friends at the rock with comments varying from delicious to um… not so good! Everyone helped themselves to more slices but it needs work. I’ve tried a cupcake version with less olives, but… back to the drawing board!
Spent the weekend climbing in Siurana and Margalef, some of the most beautiful areas in Catalunya. And yes, that’s my kind of bliss. I enjoy simple things like the sun coming through my window and a stranger’s smile but my bliss also involves fresh air, friends, excellent food at a village bar and, of course, climbing the rock and forgetting all the problems in the world as you just focus on getting up there. And the same goes for cakes!
This brings me to my Solitude photos because though your partner below is holding you on the rope and supporting you, there usually comes a point where you feel alone up there thinking only about your next moves. And you forget everything else. It can be a solitude filled with apprehension, joy, just being or a mixture of all these feelings. In the silence of andrenalin blocking out the world.
So bye for now sweet reader and hope you’ll always be surrounded by whatever makes you happy even in solitude. And if you sometimes go off route, may you always find your way back on the road to moments of bliss!
P.S. Perhaps with a little cake in your hand! 🙂