Sometimes...

I'm staying in a friend's apartment this week prior to returning home on Sunday, since the dorms closed last Saturday. And sometimes, when I'm left alone with few commitments and a lovely kitchen on my hands, things happen.

Sometimes, this happens: lovely sunlight breakfast, with candles just because I can.

Sometimes this happens. Dinner made for a friend is always better than dinner for oneself.

Sometimes, these happen. Such a silly name, monkey bread, but such a sweet treat.

Or this. Oh, this is just one of the best cakes I've ever tasted.

And sometimes, I have time to knit an entire sock in the space of two days.

Sometimes.