Saturday, January 30, 2010
See more 'moments' at Misty Dawn's meme Camera Critters. [You might wish Misty well as she's recouperating from the dreaded flu virus.]
Thursday, January 28, 2010
I can't seem to remember how I ever managed before the digital age. . . but Al said it best:
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Today being January 23rd, you know what that means! Its National Pie Day a special, happy day set aside for all of us who love pie, whether we love to bake pies or eat them. This is a real, honest-to-goodness day sponsored by the American Pie Council, a cool site to visit for all the hoopla, contests and recipes.
Now about this delicious specimen above: on Thursday I got a little crazy on some weight machines resulting in sore back muscles that eventually left me only able to walk bent over at a 45 degree angle. Comical, to say the least. While I sat with my trusty heating pad, Dave snuck out and brought home a full no-sugar triple berry pie from Perkins. The best part is he didn't know about National Pie Day. Being Irish, he just got lucky!
And so I raise my fork to all my pie loving friends--and you know who you are. What's your favorite? Me? I can't decide. . .When you die, if you get a choice between going to
Friday, January 22, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
See more sky views at Skywatch Friday.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
While the earth sleeps, a bit of the cheerful color red can be seen if one really pays attention. These are random shots in my home at Christmas, around the bend and on a small, local lake in my neighborhood. In the photo below, in the upper left corner you can see a small hockey rink with lawn chairs for the 'audience' that has been cleared on the lake.
The rose is red, the leaves are green, God save Elizabeth, our noble queen. Anonymous
Lines written by a Westminster schoolboy in the margin of his copy of Julius Caesar. Quoted in P W Hasler (ed) The House of Commons,1558^1603 (vol.1), p.474.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
So, today dawned in the first category and I was itching to take a long walk along the lake. On my way home I heard familiar Robin sounds right above me. He was basking in the sun so didn't mind me taking his photo. Oh joy! Is there a more beautiful sound than bird song in the dead of winter?
Find more happiness in feathers or fur @ Camera Critters.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
And because I have trouble reading [any] directions, I am including the following that I'd already posted for Ruby Tuesday. I like to think of it as a bonus, or creative posting or just plain, I didn't get that e-mail. Did I? I don't know. Where was I. . .?
To my mind, it wouldn't be the holidays without a panettone. I don't make them myself but spend an equal amount of time searching for the best one. This was easy in Chicago where you could find an Italian deli on practically every corner. Up here in the northwoods I'm tempted by all the outrageously delicious Scandinavian delicacies and it just takes a little more searching for the Italian variety of sugared goodness. So, it is with rosy Italian cheeks that I say I bought this at CVS in the after Christmas half-off extravaganza and it was so wonderful I bought another. Made in Brazil, imported from Italy and delivered straight to the Midwest it brought new meaning to the adage that its a small world after all!
I found this vintage sugar sack at a North Saint Paul antique emporium recommended by my library pal, Mona. It has extra meaning to me having grown up in southern Idaho in the heart of potato and sugar beet farms. U & I (Utah & Idaho) was all we had for years until C & H appeared from the more exotic regions of California and Hawaii. A nice pillow perhaps. . .?
All this fun comes to you compliments of Mary's meme, Ruby Tuesday where red is the color of the day!
Sunday, January 10, 2010
As for me, I'm having a little trouble letting go of the holidays past. . .maybe because we're securely burrowed down in another Minnesota winter. Thankfully, in spite of the below zero temps, there's usually a bright blue sky. I can live with that. And I guess I can survive putting all the decorations away for another year. Its just the sweet memories that interrupt my intentions and my unreliable Libra
laziness energy level.
In spite of the cold each day the sounds of birds surviving and thriving--chickadees, jays (red and blue), ravens and juncos--gives me hope and is reason enough to smile.
Few bunnies show their whiskers in the quietness of winter, but I've seen their tracks. More stalwart hearts.
See Camera Critters for more reasons to smile.
Perhaps I am a bear, or some hibernating animal underneath, for the instinct to be half asleep all winter is so strong in me.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky haze, making everything quieter as it fell, so that winter seemed to partake of religion in a way no other season did, hushed, solemn.
- Patricia Hampl