🌙 Sweets, Cooking, and Handmade Things
Lately, I’ve been completely absorbed in baking.
Somehow, it’s become so much fun.
People really do change, don’t they?
I used to never think
I’d cook or bake anything myself.
And yet now,
I find myself discovering and buying
all kinds of kitchen tools.
Coconut oil, my favorite.
Honey. Sometimes beet oligosaccharide.
Rice flour, koji, sun-dried salt.
Dates, amazake, yeast.
Maple syrup — maybe next week.
I gather ingredients,
make things myself,
and store them carefully.
When I made basil powder,
I bought seedlings
and grew them on my own.
When you grow plants,
your sense of time begins to change.
Time that once just passed by on its own
becomes time you actually use.
What is time, really?
I don’t know.
Does time even exist?
That, too, I cannot say.
But the version of me
who lives alongside plants
says she is very happy.
This year, I’ll grow basil again.
I’ll even make umeboshi.
Honey with lemons soaking inside —
dried persimmons are easy, too.
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But that still wasn’t enough.
Then I encountered koji.
Rice koji, salt koji.
Amazake, ume koji.
Soy sauce koji, koji miso.
I freely experiment with dairy.
Cheese, butter, even whey.
Mix, let it rest, and it’s done.
Change the flavor with the seasons.
Bread, rice, vegetables too.
What should I make next?
More than eating, I want to create.
I want to experience the act of making.
Right now, I have a body.
So today, I enjoy myself again.
Sweets, cooking, time and care —
until the day I quietly grow tired of it.
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🌿 Afterword / Recent Thoughts & A Question
For me…
2025 was a year of destruction.
2026 will be a year of creation.
I’m truly looking forward to it ✨
What kind of year was last year for you?
And what kind of year will this one be…? 🌱
I’m also writing a romance novel right now. 📖
It’s already nearing the final stages.
Just a little more, and
the romance novel will be fresh and warm, right out of the oven. 💖
Baking, cooking, romance writing, DIY…
So many things to do,
that 24 hours in a day feels far too short. 🕰️
Sometimes I think
it would be nice if days were longer and slower,
like on another planet… 🌍✨
I’d be grateful
if you could watch over me
patiently and warmly. ☕🌿
