Friday, October 04, 2013
Yes, on Tuesday October 1st, I had every intention of writing a blog a day centered on photos. However, the days have gone by in living rather than writing.
Play was Wednesday's subject. Tap dancing is my new frolicking fun as well as fitness base activity, so I just had DH snap a few pix. Of course motion comes out all fuzzy, but never mind.
Thursday's theme was Breakfast. Since I got the times a bit mixed, I snapped our meals for both days: Mine is Greek yogurt, grapes, kiwi and almonds. DH had some cereal with bananas, yogurt, and a sprinkling of nuts. He chose cherry juice and I had my tea. It was fun to dine with the birds and falling leaves. Yesterday was DH's big 85th B-day so he had pumpkin-apple waffles/pancakes and a bowl of mixed fruit with his juice and later tea. [Long story sort... our waffle iron was not greased enough...so I ended up doing pancakes with Nicole's recipe...] T'was yummy!
Today's picture is supposed to be sleep....Hmmmm...guess I'll have to ponder that one. !!
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Lasts are sometimes sad-joys. I've been thinking about the final blooms of summer in our gardens and wondering when the first hard frost will hit. According to the katydids it should be this coming week. They began to whine their complaints in late July.
Snapdragons reseeded themselves from last summer to the base of our retaining wall. I did not plant any this year in the garden. These whites have a lovely touch of lilac. ...reminds me of a formal I once wore to a prom and then cut apart for a Tom Jones party. (But that's another age).
Impatiens (of the balsam family) are going strong in all our shade.
Tiger lilies have just about gone by. I used some lasting blossoms with squash blooms for a quick centerpiece in a butter dish top.
In July our tall phlox began to pop out colors. Normally they last into October; we'll see. They're so full of a gentle aroma, too.
At the end of last summer, part of our former "carport" became a garden, complete with still too much sand, gravel and the salt from the road. Portulacas love it.
Last, but certainly not lease, are the roses. with one "final" deep crimson one. Not certain where we'll "store" the little bush over the winter as temperatures will get way below zero here, as usual, most likely. Still can't figure out how those snapdragons and a little mum survived in sandy soil and rocks where the plow tosses up salty gravel!
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Frost skimmed our cottage and arbor roofs two mornings this past week. However, today temperatures began at 66 at 4 AM and now at noon are at 77 in the shade. As you can see, it is “pinking” with swamp maples beginning to turn. Every year we ask, “Isn’t it early?” But, of course, it really is not too soon for Autumn to be paying a short “house call” before Indian Summer in October.
Hoping after prayer meeting, to see a Great Blue Heron in Windsor Flats, I drove slowly along the “turnpike” and entered Washington. A touch of misty cloud still hung in the air. I kept peeking about and snapping photos, but no bird did I find. Climbing up little by little, I noticed that the dark green canopies remain over much of the roadway, even though, in the sunshine, the trees are tingled with a yellow haze at the tops.
And just before May Hill into the village, one or two of “the swamps” are getting to be brilliant red. Must be that light icy frosting we had for a few hours. The dark green and crimson colors are harbingers of Christmas. But first Fall, starting in about ten days according to the calendar.
Time for lots of apples, pumpkins, garden soups !
Saturday, September 07, 2013
Yesterday morning, in one large cast iron fry pan, onions and garlic were lightly sauteing...with ground beef just about to be added...and in another sausages simmered waiting for the scrambled eggs to follow. At the same time, DH was preparing breakfast to have with a pastor and dinner for men's fellowship. I put flour, baking powder, salt and sugar in a bowl to start some scones. Then I turned to pouring the freshly ground beans into our French coffee press with hot water, to stir and time for precisely four minutes. So we rather danced around one another in our Wee Hobbit kitchen to get both a breakfast made for 8 A.M. and chili created to cook gently all day for a 6:30 P.M. dinner.
I opened jars of homemade sauce and dumped them into a large crock pot, but DH did all the rest including grilling meats, chopping veggies, putting in beans and adding his special seasoning blends for his chili. Oh and he need a smaller crockpot, too as two of the men can't eat beans.
Along with the eggs, sausage, scones and coffee, fresh fruit and condiments were added. Then I disappeared to let the two men have their privacy.
My day was full of activity away from home until about 3. I'd forgotten to take the yeast out of the freezer and the butter and eggs out of the refrigerator to make hot dog rolls. So I set all of them in the sunny kitchen window, while I laid out the plates, bowls, spoons, napkins and condiments, etc. for the cookout. DH had all the chairs and little "tables" in place around his campfire set up. The centerpiece is our old wheelbarrow. Now I have to tell you for background that this particular garden "tool" has been our grill for forty some years! Jim carefully lines it with aluminum foil, stacks eight bricks in place, stuffs it with newspaper and brickets and then lays two shelves from an old refrigerator on top. Voila...a perfect set up on which to cook. [When we were courting, he once used a tire jack on a bed of wood coals to cook a steak!]
I whipped up the rolls, made more scones for dessert, did last minute wifey things like making sure the bathroom was all set...and disappeared again as the men began to arrive.
Since this men's frankfurter fellowship with chili, corn-on-the-cob and soda pop is strickly for the guys, I couldn't get any more pictures until this AM. All was dutifully cleaned up and now the trash is ready for our recycle center/transfer station .
I see that besides sharing food and fellowship, some also had a good horseshoe game. Wonder who got the winning ringer and point?
They had fun...even the dishes were all washed up and put away!!
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