Wednesday, May 4, 2016

The After Glow

"Do you want to get a picture of turtle sex?" John asked and I grabbed my camera and headed out the door.

Alas! It was all over and they were enjoying tiny post-coital cigarettes . . .

Then digging in for a nice nap.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

The Game's Afoot!

Basil, eggplants, and peppers (sweet and hot,)
Flat leaf parsley, golden thyme, winter savory,
 and English thyme. . .

But first there's some weeding to do. . .

The basil goes above the wall . . . 
a dozen plants so I can make lots of pesto . . .

Mudding in the parsley (it goes in the pesto too.)

Lettuce under the shade cloth, 
peppers and herbs in the other beds

There is also kale (red, black, and curly green) and broccoli and collards and cauliflower, cucumbers, purple carrots, and I forget what else. 

Yesterday John and I set out 44 tomato plants -- Cherokee Purples, Heirloom Orange, and lots of San Marzanos.

Next up, corn and beans and squash . . . later in the week.

Monday, May 2, 2016

Pork Marsala -- A Keeper from (Sam's) My Carolina Kitchen

My blog friend Sam 0f My Carolina Kitchen often posts recipes that I just have to try. This is Pork Marsala -- sauteed pork cutlets, topped with a sauce of mushrooms, shallots, and Marsala. I served it over garlicky mashed potatoes with asparagus fresh from the garden. Also a salad of greens with a mustardy vinaigrette. And some bubbly. Oh my!

(We were in such a hurry to eat this goodness that I didn't think about wiping the spills off the plate or even taking time to focus the camera. I could never do a food blog.)

The recipe (HERE) serves four and we were sorely tempted to eat it all but that would have been wrong.

 So I turned the leftovers into an upscale cottage pie -- cut up pork and sauce into a casserole, covered with the leftover potatoes -- and stuck it in the freezer as a nice surprise for another evening.

This dish would work equally well with boneless chicken breasts. Or if one were a vegetarian, the sauce (substituting veggie broth for chicken broth) and potatoes would be just fine without any meat at all.

Sunday, May 1, 2016

May Day!

At one time it was the custom to hang baskets filled with flowers on friends' doors on the morning of May 1. (There's a link HERE to a NPR story about this.)

Please consider this my virtual May basket to you! (And remember to get wet in the first rain of May to ensure good health for the year.)

Saturday, April 30, 2016

Vondalee Makes an Appearance

I was on my way home from the plant nursery when I caught sight of this convertible and my jaw dropped. Not that I'm blown away by old cars (though this was much like some I remember from my high school years) but because this is the car belonging to the main character in a short story I'm writing.

I followed the car for a while, hoping the woman driving it would turn in at the grocery store where I was headed but, alas, it was not to be.

Here's the opening of the story titled  "Vondalee Puts on Her Cat's Eye Glasses" :

Vondalee puts on her cat’s eye glasses with the diamonds on the edges and checks her lipstick in the mirror. Revlon’s Fire and Ice has always been her signature color, just as Emeraude is her scent. Back when she was a senior in high school she read in some magazine – Mademoiselle? Glamor? – about the importance of having a beauty signature and she has stuck by her choices ever since. The girls at the doctor’s office always comment that they can tell it’s her in the waiting room, just by the waft of her perfume.

            The white felt of the poodle skirt has yellowed and the waistband won’t meet but Vondalee has a big old diaper pin to hold it shut and she drapes a cardigan over her shoulders to hide the gap. It’s her best sweater -- baby pink angora with a precious kitty cat made of black sequins on the front. She frowns as she sees the sequins of the cat’s curling tail hanging loose and makes a mental note to get SueEllen to tack them down later.

Vondalee eyes the faded shoe box that holds the black and white saddle shoes with red rubber soles. She adored those shoes -- they really completed this outfit. But there's no point even getting the box off the shelf what with the bunions on her feet. The ugly sandals the foot doctor put her into will have to do. She will rise above her feet.

She’s stayed close to home ever since the hip operation – watching soap operas and never going anywhere but to church and to the doctor and to the grocery store with SueEllen where she can ride around on one of those little scooters. Like some old lady, she thinks. Time I got out on my own, like I used to. Time I got back to where I used to be.

Just a taste -- I'm about half way through the story and can't wait to see what Vondalee gets up to . . . and where she's going.