I made a casserole of homemade macaroni and cheese to take on our picnic at the park yesterday. Julia particularly likes mac/cheese. Is there anything more delicious and comforting that a bubbly, homemade mac/cheese, straight from the oven? I make my cheese sauce from scratch, and it still doesn't take very long.
(Can you imagine??)
(I made smoothies too, and we took them along. Also, real dishes and silverware. I felt almost British.)
When do we become so used to the inferior imitation, that we have no appetite for the real thing?
When do we become so consumed with shadows, and forget there is a real object for every shadow, a reality for every symbol? So much in this life, this veil of tears, is just a shadow of reality -- life on God's New Earth. It's a cheap imitation, not designed to satisfy us. We forget the wonder, the better land, God has for us.
Don't settle for the cheap imitation.
Sometimes, I love to take pictures of simple things, made beautiful by sunshine and shadows.