The Horror of It All

An unusual fit of housekeeping

has come upon me.

I moved the old heavy dresser that is in our bedroom.

Heaven knows the last time I vacuumed

the wall behind it

and the carpeting it sits on.

Even Miss Havisham would be scandalized.

On to moving the brass bed.

There are dust rhinos there.

Happy Weekend.
best, e.

Mid Winter Love

fragile fingers

filigreed

hold maple seedling trees

outside the house.

mid winter love

encloses old trees.

love in the time of cold

grey skies,
skeins of fog,

sometimes snow and

often rain.

mid winter love

holder of

greeness in the 

dark.

mid winter love.

best, e.

Leftovers...Too Bad....

Made a yummy creamy cauliflower cheese soup. It's all gone. Sigh.

Doubled up the cheese with this.

No recipe.

No particular recipe, but here is what I did.

Grated threeish potatoes..peeled, with some grated white onion.

Mixed with some olive oil and a wee bit of salt.

Smushed them in a pie plate.

Put that in the oven at 420 for about 15 minutes. 

In the meantime, lightly cooked some spinach

and kale (oh, how I love thee, Kale)

Squeezed out the excess water from said greens.

Frothed three eggs with about a half cup of milk.

Threw the eggs, milk, cut up artichoke hearts,

some sun dried tomatoes..and goat cheese.

Dumped it all in the crunchy potato crust 

@350 for 25-30ish minutes.

Yums.

Aren't you glad that I do not

write cookbooks or recipes?

Whew! 

e.

ooo, and some lovely organic shelled hemp seeds.
they give such a wonderful crunch on top.

I Have No Photos

to go with my loss.

I just heard from a dearest soul

that her friend and mine is gone.

I cannot stop crying.

I am grateful that I called the other day.
I am so grateful that she was in my life,
however short it was.
She was a woman filled with courage and strength,
and all goodness.
Her going leaves a huge hole for many people.
Thank you, S. for being a part of my life.
Thank you for showing me courage
and such gentle intention.

Separate Tables..

Believe me,

it's not this way. 

I just think of the title of this movie,

which I do love, (the movie, that is)

as what happens when my husband

is gone to a trade show for the nursery.

Of course, it doesn't happen. Wouldn't that be interesting?

But we do have "separate tables".

He has been in Baltimore, eating crab cakes

and delicious Italian food..

I am at home eating tofu and kale,

poached chicken and bulgar with spinach, which I do love..

also left over corned beef which I somehow ruined.

I get the hens in early,

feed the dogs, get coffee ready for the morning brew,

throw dog poo over the fence because I can

and we live in the country, and it is

my right.

I look out of the windows and still marvel at the sky.

Soon they will be screaming about

drought in Oregon.

No rain, below freezing for the last few nights.

The moon and sun said goodbye today.

The origami moon, still beautiful was there at 5ish.

I spend my day watching a movie on my computer.

Today it was Our Mutual Friend.

My monitor is about as big as our

out dated t.v. screen.

I purl away with some lovely wool

and in some breaks, do laundry.

I crack the ice outside on the dog's water bowls

and make sure the stray cats are fed.

I get my hot water bottle ready to fill

and then, make some of this right before bed.

Yum.

And in between this and that,

I read some pages.

I keep my twinkle lights from Christmas up.

Twinkle, fairy lights are good.

I reflect on the fact that I haven't done much

except indulge me.

I have exercised my biceps bringing in wood

to keep the house warm.

Tomorrow he will be home.

I am glad and will be happy to see him.

It is all good.

And, guess what?

I have indulged my inner child at 3 a.m.

I can make my warm and cozy p.j.'s 

spark with electricity with this dry cold,

cold air.

Sparking my jammies makes me laugh,

even at 3:00 in the morning.

Whew!

e.

She Takes Too Many Pictures

of the sky.

And, she is presently very
irritated with the order of her pictures.
Nonetheless, here's to a good week,
one and all.
e.