It feels a bit strange to be sitting in my room right now. My cat is curled up next to me, purring. This is normal. My rabbit sits alert in the corner, waiting for a carrot. This is also normal. My bookshelves line the walls, full of rich volumes of text and stories that I’ve read a hundred times over – each book sits neatly in line with the shelf edge in true order. This is completely normal.

Yet, my floor is covered in boxes, boxes that I just moved in a week ago. Heaps of clothes lie on top, remnants of yesterday’s sorting spree. A suitcase, already full, sits upright on the floor, waiting for the last minute additions and panic attacks.

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It’s been a crazy week, full of library runs and cooking sprees. Full of afternoon teas with my best friend and goofing off with my sisters. Full of walking outside to fetch fresh herbs from the greenhouse and racing the raindrops back inside. Full of hammering out chords on the piano and rediscovering lost sheet music. It has been full, friends, in so many ways.

Yet I’ve done all of these things with the feeling that it is going by too fast. How is today Sunday? It feels like Wednesday or Thursday. It cannot possibly be the day before I leave, the day before I take off for most of the summer. My brain screams out that this is insanity.

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In the middle of this, in the middle of packing my clothes into the small green suitcase that sits expectantly in front of me, I made a galette. To be more accurate, we made a galette – my best friend and I. It was a Pinterest find that piqued our interest. Thus, we created it in my kitchen, measuring flour and cracking eggs, slicing apricots and chopping nuts.

And what a find. This Apricot Sage Almond Galette is positively elegant. It speaks of early summer, with a touch of the morning chill and the warmth of afternoon sun. The most surprising part is the use of sage, which normally is used in savory, rather than sweet dishes, but in this dessert it finds a home. The contrast of the tart apricots with the sage tempts me to wax poetry and the addition of chopped almonds dripping with sticky vanilla sugar creates a perfect filling. This galette is the peach cobbler’s more refined cousin, and would be perfect served under vanilla ice cream or given a dash of whipped cream. {although admittedly, plain is fantastic as well.}

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Apricot Sage Almond Galette

Crust:

1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour (I used spelt flour)

1 1/2 tablespoons vanilla sugar (regular sugar could be substituted, but the vanilla is better. see instructions below)

1/2 teaspoon fine-grain sea salt

1 stick unsalted butter, frozen

1 large egg

1/4 cup milk

Filling:

1/4 cup almonds

4-5 apricots, sliced

6 tablespoons vanilla sugar

1 1/2 tablespoons minced fresh sage (5-6 leaves)

1 tablespoon potato starch (or corn starch)

Pinch salt

Topping:

1 large egg, beaten with a splash of buttermilk

Vanilla sugar (or turbinado)

*Vanilla suger can be purchased in speciality stores or created a few weeks ahead of time by storing a vanilla bean pod inside a jar of granulated sugar.

In a large bowl, combine the dry ingredients: flour, sugar and salt. Using a box grater, grate the cold butter atop the flour mixture. Working quickly, and using your hands, break the butter bits into the flour until they’re evenly distributed and resemble the size of small peas. Beat together the egg and 1/4 cup milk and add it to the flour mixture. Mix the dough together until it just begins to climb together; if the dough doesn’t hold together, add an extra tablespoon or two of milk.

Remove the dough from the bowl and place it on a lightly floured counter. Knead the dough a few times until it comes together and shape it into a mound. Shape the dough into a disc and wrap it plastic wrap; transfer it to the refrigerator to chill for 1 hour or overnight.

Now for the filling. Chop the almonds, roughly; transfer them to a medium bowl. Add the sliced apricots, sugar, fresh sage, cornstarch and pinch of salt. Toss together and set aside.

Remove the disc from the refrigerator. Heavily flour your work surface and rolling pin. Roll out the dough, being sure to rotate it every so often so it doesn’t stick, until it reaches a 1/8-inch thickness. Cut the dough into one large 13-inch circle (I used a 13-inch plate as a guide). Transfer the dough circle to the center of a parchment-lined baking sheet. Reroll the scraps and slice ten-twelve strips that are about 12-inches long and about 1 1/2-inches wide.

Place filling in the center of the dough circle (the original recipe says to leave the fruit juice behind, but I added it and thought it was fine), leaving a 1/2-inch border around the sides. Ensure fruit is in one layer (make it pretty!). Fold over the sides.

Make a lattice by laying the strips on top of each other. Trim edges if necessary and bind strips to base with a bit of water.

Place the baking sheet in the freezer for 15 minutes. Preheat oven to 400 degrees F. Right before entering the oven, brush the top of the galette with egg wash and sprinkle on a bit of the vanilla sugar. Bake for 20-25 minutes, until medium golden brown. Transfer to a cooling rack until the galette is room temperature.

Makes one 12-inch galette

 

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Recipe adapted from A Cozy Kitchen.

 

Last weekend, I met the lovely Meredith Sledge in real life.

We’ve known each other through blogging for a few years, but even though we live relatively close together, we’d never gotten the chance to meet. This changed last weekend when she drove to my college and spent a few days in the DC area. We played tourist on Capitol Hill and went on an evening adventure to Alexandria. The second day, we drove down to visit my family’s farm. (You can see Meredith’s lovely post on it here.)

Since we’re both photographers, it was really fun to experiment with portraits. Unlike shooting for a client, shooting with friends is so much fun because of the creative freedom and less pressure to deliver the photos in a timely manner (as you can see from the lateness of this post).

Here are a few photos of this gorgeous girl.

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To say that it has been a crazy year would definitely be an understatement.

I can’t believe that I’m writing this post, writing about how I am almost done with my first year at college. I want to tell you about all these crazy-awesome things happening to me, and why I only pop on here occasionally.

First of all, I took 18 credits this semester. Call me crazy (since most people do), but it’s been pretty fantastic. Yesterday was the last time I would ever sit in class as a freshman. Needless to say, I haven’t done much with this blog, and I miss writing to you.

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You’re probably thinking that I’ll be online a lot more now that I’m done with classes, but that’s not entirely true. I’m not done with classes. In two weeks, I fly to Oxford with several classmates to study several eras of literature. For one class, I’ll be studying Shakespeare and other authors at the time. I’ll see several of his plays at the reconstructed Globe Theatre in London and take field trips to palaces. This is crazy. I can’t believe this is happening. For my second class, I’ll be studying (tutorial-style) Virginia Woolf with an Oxford don. We’ve spoken via email and discussed the reading list. I can’t wait to meet and learn from her.

I won’t be in Oxford the entire summer. This July, I’ll be back at school working on research with one of my favorite professors. I can’t wait to tell you more about the research when the time comes, but for now, I will just mention that Virginia Woolf is a current obsession. In case you haven’t noticed already (see above paragraph).

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I will be blogging about the Oxford trip, and I hope to maintain a weekly blogging schedule. But just in case you don’t hear from me, you’ll probably be able to find me with my nose in a book, somewhere in either Oxford or DC.

Do you have any summer plans that you’re excited about?

(p.s. for the complete collection of Spain photographs, head to my portfolio)

 

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Someone told me the other day that I was the perfect student. A careless comment, dropped by someone who meant well, who is confident in my perceived brilliance.

Brilliant would be the last word I would use. Someone who is brilliant is not naive, at the bottom or inexperienced in their subject of study.

I am still in college. I am a freshman. I may have more credits, but I don’t have the experience, the reading to back it up. There are days when I feel like I’ve mastered something, learned a new concept, and then hours later I sit in front of my computer feeling utterly humiliated by my lack of comprehension or beaten by an assignment. How can I possibly type anymore? How much more should I know? What did I do wrong?

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I live in my English professors’ offices, asking for critique, wanting more knowledge, more to read, more to do. How can I help with your event? What did you think about this paper? Most of the time I walk out feeling stupid, like I know nothing. The wealth of the knowledge of my professors pours out around me and I struggle in the current to keep from drowning.

Yes, I am an honors student. No, I am not brilliant, but I want to be. If I were to respond to criticism how I’d like to at times, I would have left long ago, hidden behind a mundane job and contented myself with freelancing. I hate feeling stupid, inadequate, like I haven’t done enough. I want to learn the things in every book, every essay that I skim through in search of research materials. I want to read every book by every author I am fascinated by. Maybe then I’ll know more, be able to impress more, to move further faster. But impossibility places me here, working towards that one day when I’ll be able to show one of my students how to edit a paper, teach them about Woolf, Austen, Shakespeare.

I’m not perfect. I am not the perfect student. I feel inadequate with my knowledge, but that doesn’t mean that I stop trying. I push on, because I know that one day this will all be worth it. I will know something, and I will be able to use that knowledge to the betterment of somebody or something.

I’m not the perfect student. I just keep on trying to learn, to grow, because in reality, that’s the best any college student can do.

(Photos: Salamanca, Madrid)

 

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Somehow it is always difficult to summon the words to adequately describe a trip, an experience, a life-changing event. Perhaps that’s why I take photographs, to capture the moments, the colors, the vibrant life of a place and time. Yet because this was a class trip, an English class trip, I have a journal chock full of details and moments that are helping me to reconstruct that week. It is impossible to remember everything that happened, it is impossible for anyone to remember everything about a trip. The key is in reconstructing the moments that I want to treasure and giving them room to come alive in my memory and on paper.
But for now, here are a few pictures to start the sharing process.

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