Thursday, April 30, 2015

Wildflowers-- and a Reminder

Crested Dwarf Iris
 Tomorrow is the First of May and I'll be on the lookout for rain so that I can get wet in the first rain of May, thereby ensuring good health for the rest of the year -- according to my grandmother.
May apple
Between that, and the barefoot walk in the first snow, I should have the bases covered.
Yellow Trillium
Here's hoping my California friends have a rain in May . . .
Star Chickweed

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

A Celebration for Claui

My darling daughter-in-law Claui passed her boards and in now a Registered  Nurse! It' s been a long, long road and she's traversed it with style and grace.

 A celebration was in order and we had a feast with Claui and Justin and the two Katies, old friends of Claui . . .

Oven roasted chicken with garlic and peppers and lemons, green beans with tomatoes, and rice with garlic and mushrooms . . . salads of spring greens, grapefruit sections, gorgonzola, and vinaigrette . . . and lots of sparkling wine!

And to finish, these enticing little puff pastry and apple rosettes that have been  all over my Facebook feed -- they were pretty and delicious --  though a bit fiddly to make when I was doing them at the last minute. 

But such fun. And Claui's celebration was the perfect time to try them.

I am so proud of her!

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Squirrel Hunting. .

This first picture is, as most of you will recognize, from our front porch.  The rest were taken from the car window on my way to and from the grocery store.  I'm fortunate to be traveling mainly on back roads so if something catches my eye, I can usually stop and take a picture.

"Squirrel hunting' is what an old friend of ours called it when one drives along keeping an eye on the scenery rather than the road.  I plead guilty . . . but I try to confine my hunting to those back roads . . . and our half mile of driveway.

Monday, April 27, 2015

Simple Pleasures

A neighbor's laundry and flag flapping in the breeze . . .

Lovely little lilies of the valley . . .

A morel! Spotted in our orchard and sauteed with butter and garlic . . .

A red tree peony . . .

A very new heifer calf . . .

And flowers from bulbs I planted so long ago, I've forgotten what they are . . .

Maybe Star of Bethlehem?

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Back to the Garden

Time to clear the weeds off the box beds so they can dry out a bit, be tilled, and planted.

 It's no hardship being out on a beautiful day like this.
 An early swallowtail working the thrift.

The chartreuse of the river birches I planted about forty years ago is almost electric against the blue of the sky

There's always time for some contemplative moments as I sit and hoick out the weeds.

 When I moved up to the herb garden, I had an OH WOW! moment.

Buried in an overgrown hedge, this pink tree peony was blooming like mad.
I planted it and another years ago after reading a Martha Stewart article about her tree peonies. Thanks, Martha!

 Ali Ali appreciates a nice warm bed.

Thursday, April 23, 2015

And the Green Tide Rolls . . .

Creeping across the land . . .

Rejoicing the mountainsides . . .

Decking each tree in fresh finery . . .

Shimmering and singing . . .

In a tapestry woven from a thousand shades of green.

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Cream of Spring Soup

First get a pair of gloves. These dish washing gloves are perfect as they come up a ways on my arms and will protect me from being stung. Because stinging nettles are the backbone of this soup. (Of course you can substitute spinach but there's something kind of magical about nettles -- and they're free and amazingly good for you. ) 
For better or for worse, we have lots of them. And now, while they're young and tender and before they bloom, is the time to harvest them for a tasty soup that is the very essence of Spring.

I used scissors to snip off just the tender tops. The gloves kept me safe from the stingers.

I took what I estimated to be about a pound of leaves -- maybe enough to fill half a large paper grocery bag

Our asparagus has just begun to emerge and I broke off all the stalks that seemed ready. 
Back at the house, I found a half-dry shitake mushroom, the last from our logs. (I'd had a look in the orchard, hoping there might be morels but no luck.)

The next step was to bring a large pot of lightly salted water to a boil and plunge in the nettle leaves. Two minutes in the boiling water is supposed to neutralize the sting . . .

 And, by golly, it did! With my bare fingers, I pulled the leaves off the stalks. Some recipes don't include this step and it's probably not necessary as it's all going to get pureed eventually.

At this point I thought of another spring green that could go in the soup and stepped outside to my little ramp patch behind the house. 

These are ramps I've planted and they are finally beginning to multiply but I'm not ready to pull any up just yet. So I just cut off a bit of a few leaves, hoping that the garlicky flavor would add to my soup.

While I was out  I picked a few sprigs of thyme too. Then I chopped up the asparagus, saving the tips to add in after the pureeing. I also chopped up an onion and the shitake  and sauteed it all in a little butter and olive oil.

The RECIPE I was using as a guideline would have had me chop up and saute some potato right now, but I had a bit of leftover cooked potatoes (and peas, but what the hell, they're green too. Live dangerously!)

So in went the thyme and the potatoes and peas -- I saved the ramp blades to add during the pureeing process -- and then added a quart of chicken broth.

When it had all simmered a bit, I added a little garlic salt and  some Ras el Hanout -- a Moroccan inspired spice blend (see HERE.) that I really love. ( But the soup would be fine without it.)

Then I added the ramp leaves, cut in strips, and pureed it all (working in batches.) If I owned an immersion blender, it would have been easier. When the puree was back in the pot, I added the asparagus tips, a cup of cream, and the juice of half a lemon. A little tasting, a little more salt and Ras el Hanout and it was good to go.

The soup was delicious. We added some homemade bread and a mango and spinach salad for a perfect spring evening meal.

I think I'll go pick some more nettles.  Nettle Spanokopita could be next!