around these parts

savouring moments like these:
as the lilac ever-so-slowly goldens,
packages are readied and sent,
woollen hats are knitted for the pending cold,
a rather clever little person finds "undiscovered territory"
(ahem, more baby proofing needed it seems)
a horse is painted,
a riverscape is penned,
and buckwheat buttermilk pancakes
make the perfect pick-me-up breakfast
(and tongue-twister if you try)
...
what is satisfying your mind and body?