You never know when inspiration will strike.
It could be . . . a pattern of leaves. Or the light falling across the landscape. Maybe it's a shadow. Or the way colors work together. A particular texture, even.
Or . . . it could be a simple colander full of fresh blueberries that gets the inspiration flowing!
That happened to me yesterday. I didn't wake up planning to go on a bit of a baking binge, but it happened all the same . . . as soon as I saw those blueberries. (And smelled the fresh nectarines on my counter.) (And maybe it could even be the latest season of The Great British Baking Show. Who knows?)
But, suddenly, I was all in!
First up, pie crust. Then, while that cooled in the fridge, I was on to blueberry muffins. (Which were quite fine, warm from the oven with a glass of Chardonnay out on the patio, I might add.)
But then. . . the pièce de résistance!
A blueberry nectarine galette. (Kinda like a pie, but more rustic and a little less fussy.)
And that, folks?
That was dinner!
Inspiration . . . you can eat!