THIS IS THE GROWING SEASON, is it not?
I'm happy to say...things are certainly burgeoning!
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Monday, August 3, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
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WITH NON-RENEWABLE ENERGY SOURCES being furiously dug and pumped and pick-axed out of the ground at an alarming rate, and growing ever scarcer, I'm all for cutting back on the use of them, as long as I don't have to expend too much of my own (admittedly renewable, but often precious) supplies of energy. So while I can't quite imagine working my fingers to the bone on a scrub-board, it's nearly as difficult to think of tossing a whole load of freshly-laundered towels and washclothes into the electric dryer on a day when the warm summer breezes are so happy to oblige. They even indulge me by infusing the laundry with that lush, green and sunny scent of which I'm so fond!
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WITH NON-RENEWABLE ENERGY SOURCES being furiously dug and pumped and pick-axed out of the ground at an alarming rate, and growing ever scarcer, I'm all for cutting back on the use of them, as long as I don't have to expend too much of my own (admittedly renewable, but often precious) supplies of energy. So while I can't quite imagine working my fingers to the bone on a scrub-board, it's nearly as difficult to think of tossing a whole load of freshly-laundered towels and washclothes into the electric dryer on a day when the warm summer breezes are so happy to oblige. They even indulge me by infusing the laundry with that lush, green and sunny scent of which I'm so fond!
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Monday, July 27, 2009
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ONE WHOLE YEAR AGO.
It's when I first put a little blog posting out there.
I blogged about blogging.
Then I just kept bloggitty-blogging,
Sometimes like a swimmer, lapse after lapse,
but never stopping the bliggitty-blog.
And what started with a readership of one,
grew to be a whole...great big...entire...
HANDFUL!
To be honest, I don't really know how many
dear readers I have. Maybe more than a handful,
perhaps a bucketful. Or a bathtub-full
(oh merry scene).
But I'd like to say,
Even if the tub's not full,
I'll keep the blogspot faucet open.
And I'm ever so grateful for your smart and interesting and kind and clever and funny and astute and witty and clueless comments (I didn't mean it--no clueless ones--just said that for the alluring alliteration). Yes, I think the world of you, dear readers!
So here comes another year.
Yada, yada, yada.
Bloggity-blog-blog.
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ONE WHOLE YEAR AGO.
It's when I first put a little blog posting out there.
I blogged about blogging.
Then I just kept bloggitty-blogging,
Sometimes like a swimmer, lapse after lapse,
but never stopping the bliggitty-blog.
And what started with a readership of one,
grew to be a whole...great big...entire...
HANDFUL!
To be honest, I don't really know how many
dear readers I have. Maybe more than a handful,
perhaps a bucketful. Or a bathtub-full
(oh merry scene).
But I'd like to say,
Even if the tub's not full,
I'll keep the blogspot faucet open.
And I'm ever so grateful for your smart and interesting and kind and clever and funny and astute and witty and clueless comments (I didn't mean it--no clueless ones--just said that for the alluring alliteration). Yes, I think the world of you, dear readers!
So here comes another year.
Yada, yada, yada.
Bloggity-blog-blog.
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Friday, July 24, 2009
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SIMPLY SPLENDID SUMMER SUPPER:
1. Rapidly say that title five times in a row. Now have another glass of wine.
2. If you, yourself, don't have a garden, look around for someone who does, preferably a family member who has planted it right on your property, so that you are able to have your kitchen well-stocked with all the necessary ingredients ahead of time and you've gotten them washed and spiffed up for cooking. Otherwise, it might take you longer than the five minutes it took me to prepare this dish tonight.
2. Put a tablespoon or two of oil in a skillet, get a tissue and prepare to cry.
3. Slice an onion--or two. Or three. Depends how big your skillet, your supper crowd, your desired ratio of onion to other splendid ingredients, your appetite, your imagination, your ego (oops, sorry, I'm getting carried away).
4. Even if you don't know beans about cooking, believe me, you can still serve up this splendid supper. Did I say beans? That would be GREEN ones. Pile them on!
5. Chop up some freshly-dug potatoes. And then, (I feel a bit foolish saying this, I mean, I know you're not a complete nincompoop; I highly suspect each one of you, dear readers, knows exactly what comes next, if not, in fact, all that came before as well, but I'll just say it anyway to be sure all is clear)---add them.
6. If you have it, top the whole pile with a piece of pork--preferably ham or pre-cooked bacon (only if you have it, of course. Don't run around looking for someone with a pig)
7. Add some water and a tight lid. Turn the heat to low.
8. G0 back to the hammock*.
9. Twenty minutes or a half-hour later when everything is tender, you can tenderly serve it to yourself and those you love.
10. OPTIONAL (but highly recommended)-- Have this for dessert:
*Final note: I couldn't bear to say this while you were lolling in the hammock, but you really should check the water level in the skillet several times...it's disaster if you let it simmer dry. Just a few times--add at least a half-inch of water and turn it low. Okay, that's all. You can relax.
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SIMPLY SPLENDID SUMMER SUPPER:
1. Rapidly say that title five times in a row. Now have another glass of wine.
2. If you, yourself, don't have a garden, look around for someone who does, preferably a family member who has planted it right on your property, so that you are able to have your kitchen well-stocked with all the necessary ingredients ahead of time and you've gotten them washed and spiffed up for cooking. Otherwise, it might take you longer than the five minutes it took me to prepare this dish tonight.
2. Put a tablespoon or two of oil in a skillet, get a tissue and prepare to cry.
3. Slice an onion--or two. Or three. Depends how big your skillet, your supper crowd, your desired ratio of onion to other splendid ingredients, your appetite, your imagination, your ego (oops, sorry, I'm getting carried away).
4. Even if you don't know beans about cooking, believe me, you can still serve up this splendid supper. Did I say beans? That would be GREEN ones. Pile them on!
5. Chop up some freshly-dug potatoes. And then, (I feel a bit foolish saying this, I mean, I know you're not a complete nincompoop; I highly suspect each one of you, dear readers, knows exactly what comes next, if not, in fact, all that came before as well, but I'll just say it anyway to be sure all is clear)---add them.
6. If you have it, top the whole pile with a piece of pork--preferably ham or pre-cooked bacon (only if you have it, of course. Don't run around looking for someone with a pig)
7. Add some water and a tight lid. Turn the heat to low.
8. G0 back to the hammock*.
9. Twenty minutes or a half-hour later when everything is tender, you can tenderly serve it to yourself and those you love.
10. OPTIONAL (but highly recommended)-- Have this for dessert:
*Final note: I couldn't bear to say this while you were lolling in the hammock, but you really should check the water level in the skillet several times...it's disaster if you let it simmer dry. Just a few times--add at least a half-inch of water and turn it low. Okay, that's all. You can relax.
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