Well now we know what happens when I’m left to my own devices. I make popsicles in the dead of winter.
…on the same morning I scraped a layer of ice from my car windshield.
Just part of an effort to distract myself from the endless monotony of grey and rain that is life right now here in the Pacific Northwest. Maybe it’s a seasonal affective disorder talking, but this time of year I start really missing fresh summer berries. Not to mention daylight.
So, I’m happily daydreaming of blissfully long summer days, sunny skies, warm breezes, market produce, and berry juice dribbling down our chins, with these creamy coconut and mixed berry popsicles.