After a gloriously mild winter and a blissfully warm March, the recent flurry of April showers have come as rude awakening that I do, in fact, live in England, a land made green and pleasant by rain, rain and more rain. As much as I love waxing lyrical about the romance of the rain there comes a point where it starts to get too much, I actually shook my fist at the sky a few days ago!
Over the past few weeks I have made a new best friend in my umbrella and tried to retreat under a cosy blanket of domesticity as much as possible: a comfortable cycle of crochet, sewing and baking while wearing knitwear and slippers.
My favourite baking assistant was on-hand to help me make these cinnamon-coffee cupcakes this weekend. He can ice a mean cake and even lets me lick the bowl.