Monday, September 29, 2008
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Sweet and savory September is winding down and while we were on a [rather cold] motorcycle trip east toward Wisconsin yesterday I noticed that more and more trees are turning color. The hills are covered with a patterned carpet. We were at an event at a farm called Hope Glen which was an appreciation lunch for those who had attended or supported a bike washing ministry at the annual motorcycle week in Sturgis, South Dakota. This was one of the four dogs (note the blue eyes and sandy paws!) that were part of the farm and below a beautiful pinto pony for childrens' riding.
Visit Misty Dawn at her meme, Camera Critters No. 25 to see more wonderful creatures.
Call me redundant, but it seems the autumn theme appears everywhere.
My first car was a '51 Ford. At night, I parked it on an incline.
To get the pistons firing, I had to put it in second gear, depress the clutch, release the emergency brake, roll down the hill, and pop the clutch.
Maybe if I end each day on a mountaintop, I can roll out of bed in the
morning, release the brake of fear and confusion, and jolt that old engine into
—Wendy Reid Crisp
Enjoy this Monday!
Friday, September 26, 2008
Four seasons fill the measure of the year;
There are four seasons in the mind of man ...
This spot takes me back to the lake--but first to the little pond that is visible at the very middle of this photo. That is where I've watched a family of wood ducks mature this summer. I have not seen them for several days now and am guessing they've flocked and flown off toward the south. I've wished them well and pleaded that they be watchful of hunters.
Not everything has a name. Some things lead us into a realm beyond words.
In homage to autumn and the blackening bananas on my counter that just won't go away, I made this yesterday and can say it made me happy:
Spiced Banana Bread
1-1/4 c. all purpose flour
1/2 c. whole wheat flour (I used spelt instead)
1/3 c. sugar
2 tsp. baking powder
2 tsp. ground cinnamon + 1 tsp ground allspice (which I didn't have)
1/2 tsp. ground ginger
1/4 tsp. salt
1 egg beaten
1 bananas, mashed
1/2 c. unsweetened applesauce
1/2 c. canola oil
1/3 c. fat free milk
Preheat oven to 350. Coat loaf pan w/ nonstick spray and dusting of flour. Combine flours, sugar, baking powder, spices and salt in large bowl. Set aside. Combine egg, bananas, applesauce, oil and milk. Gradually add to flour mixture, until just mixed. Don't overbeat.
Bake 42-45 minutes. Cool in pan 15 minutes. Let cool completely before cutting into 12 one-inch slices.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
- Pam Houston
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Way across the world, French photographer Robert Doisneau caught this photograph the year I was born and he called it 'Bouquet of Jonquils, Paris, 1950.'
J being today's alphabet letter for ABC Wednesday please visit more photographs at Mrs Nesbitt's wonderful Meme. You'll be more than glad you did. You can also just browse the ABC Anthology, the no-comment sister site here.
The marvels of daily life are exciting; no movie director can arrange the unexpected that you find in the street. Robert Doisneau
Here's to finding beauty in daily life!
Monday, September 22, 2008
Work of sight is done. Now do heart work on the pictures within you. R.M. Rilke
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Got no check books, got no banks.
Still I’d like to express my thanks-
I got the sun in the mornin’
And the moon at night.
I came upon this red hawk who was obviously not afraid of heights and otherwise intent on some breakfast of a vole or little field mouse, oh my. The closer I came to him, he turned, fluffed up, sending a shower of feathers to the ground, sighed and flew off.
So, in honor of the little critters that got away that day I chose this photo for this week's Camera Critters. See more photos from critter-loving photographers. You, too?
Friday, September 19, 2008
And took the stairs gleefully,
Dropping petals that
Floated softly away.
Summer sat at the end of the table
Picking flowers from a vase.
Pulling petal from stem, entwined,
Moon blushed smile.
Fragrant ribbons unrolled across the floor
As Autumn’s velvet skirts swayed,
Pouring wine in upturned glasses
Intoxicating their dreams.
Sated eyes watched the doors and
Lips silently repeated the clock’s ring
The slow waltz of regret and wondering played,
Waiting for Winter to accept the invitation.
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Thursday, September 18, 2008
My choice for SkyWatch Friday is the scene from my front door after a summer storm in
August June, late evening just before sundown. The sky seemed to hold a beautiful promise for the coming day.
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In 1934, the first "Chessie" calendar was produced, with 40,000 copies distributed. Advertisements featuring Chessie appeared in most national magazines as well. Her popularity grew, as did her family. She got two look-alike kittens in 1935, and a mate, "Peake" (from the railroad name as well - Chesapeake = "Chessie-Peake"), in 1937. Soon Chessie, "America's Sleepheart," was the talk of the railroad world, and propelled C&O to the top ranks of rail advertising. You can read more about Chessie here.
I feel very fortunate to have seen this in a box of frames. Maybe Chessie was waiting for me?
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Wednesday, September 17, 2008
I recently found this Marc Chagall painting at the MIA called 'Poet Dreaming.' So I'm adding this image to today's ABC Wednesday letter 'I' as well.
In his book In Beauty, John O'Donohue shares that "the imagination is capable of kindness that the mind often lacks
because it works naturally from the world of between;
it does not engage things in a cold, clear-cut way
but always searches for the hidden worlds that wait at the edge of things."
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Tuesday, September 16, 2008
'By its very nature, “Gypsy” implies
multiculturalism, given the vast
stretches of land the nomadic dwellers
have covered over the last 700 years.'
So, before Johnny Depp was a black-hearted pirate, he was a tormented Gypsy horseman. A further bit of trivia: I became a fan of Sally Potter films several years back after watching her The Man Who Cried, set in World War II Europe. But my interest in the Roma population began when I was a pre-schooler and had a friend named Sonya, the Gypsy girl who visited my grandmother with her colorful family. You can read about Sonya here.
Yesterday I found out about the DROMA Gypsy Festival to be held in New York City starting next week, September 24th through October 3rd. I caught wind of this event--that I won't be even close to attending--in an e-mail update from the group Eastern Blok. I have been following this Chicago 'Baltic fusion' group led by guitar virtuoso Goran Ivanovic--and I can say that because I've heard him play--since I lived in Chicago. They will be playing there! The festival will showcase twenty bands, 7 international, and sounds wonderful.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
The common name of this wildflower is Touch-me-not or Jewelweed (Impatiens capensis)Throughout late summer and into fall, I see large stands of them at lake edge and around marshy areas where they nicely border cattails. About the size of a thumbnail and a delightful gold/orange, in a cluster they seem to float above the leaves like small yellow butterflies. Click on the photo to enlarge and you'll see their most endearing qualities: little orange freckles. What could be any prettier than a freckle-faced native flower?
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Saturday, September 13, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Never one to just say I like something without having to trace the whole progression through the passion, history (histrionics?) complete with recipes and quotes [the other side of the Libra scales of indecision]. . .sigh. . .but my passion, next to blue, is purple and that it would be food should be no surprise either.
Today's Favorite Things Thursday highlights my love of all things eggplant.
My affair began in adulthood when I finally put things in order about eggplant--its real meaning to me. I spent my first five years living away from my family of origin only to find myself back with them when I started kindergarten. I probably wasn't very happy about this and eventually was bestowed with the nickname mellanzane by my 'new' Italian relatives. What I realized later was they were commenting on my 'long face.' So be it. When I fell in love with cooking--my dad always said 'women are fickle'--I acquired a taste for the delicious variety of this veg. First and foremost was the appealing smooth, shiny shape and gorgeous color. Who could resist?
Eggplant shows up in the cuisine of many cultures. I've made:
but my all time favorite way to eat it is to cut in 1 in. slices across, layer the slices on a baking sheet, slather with olive oil, and bake in a hot oven until the skin is crispy and the insides are soft. Set to cool a bit and eat, all in one sitting. This'll turn that frown upside down!
If an eggplant went to a plant psychologist for some veggio-therapy, it’s unlikely that the managed care company would authorize enough sessions to cure the addled little bugger. It suffers from an identity crisis that is quite, ahem, deep-rooted. Eggplants don’t know what they are, what their name is, or what they do. To begin, eggplants are not vegetables but fruits and to take it one step further, a berry to be exact. . .[read more here!]
I can relate.
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Wednesday, September 10, 2008
We are already one quarter through the alphabet for ABC Wednesday bringing us to the letter 'H'--so I choose harvest to illustrate this letter with some photos I took yesterday at a farmer's market in the town I live in. It assembles every Tuesday and will go until mid-October. We are definitely seeing more fruits of the harvest now and yesterday one of the vendors was even giving everyone a free roasted ear of corn to eat while shopping.
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. George Eliot
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