Blue skies…

The skies are blue….the water is turquoise

the broom is in hand…and the spring cleaning continues

and continues…

and….

nevermind.

Dog days.

It ain’t happening.

Blast from the past….good food.

When I was in college…there was a cookbook I brought with me.

It was written by hand.

really.

Who does that?

Moosewood Cookbook did. That is who.

They were a once teensy little vegetarian restaurant in Ithaca NY.

and I LOVED their recipes.

So….I brought it to school. And my roommates and friends and I used it.

I remember an old boyfriend impressing me with the cream of asparagus soup from the book…made in his ramshackle beer can infested kitchen he shared with 4 other guys.

only…he forgot to add the asparagus.

After countless moves, countless kids. well four.

I invariably lost the favorite dog eared book.

But…continued to make many of the recipes…changed, altered glorified or not

On a whim…I recently bought a used Moosewood cookbook on Amazon. Pennies on the dollar, people

And looking at the hand written recipes just shot me right back to old college apartments in old houses…The smell of stale beer…and Ratatouille.

And while I make it differently….I opened the page and chopped and sautéed and stewed away.

The smell of fresh veggies and herbs stewing….Heaven.

 

Try it….You’ll like it.

ask Mikey.

find it here too.

And while the old ratatouille recipe is not on here too old school? you will find some newer fresher fab recipes on their Moosewood site

Go…find ye a cheap beer…preferably in a can…cause you can crush it on your forehead maybe did anyone ever do that? naaww.

And cook.

Ya know it is time to do some spring cleaning when….

The vines are vining around the rake handle…

…the elephant ears are earing everywhere

The dog path is canopied in ginger.

Pass the dayum machete.

Top o’ the mornin’ to ya…..

 

Off to count my shamrocks.

….and never iron a shamrock. You never want to press your luck

Winged Souls…

In the Red Hills of Tallahassee Florida

there are the yearly 3-day  Eventing Horse trials

Where the Olympians mingle.

Where horses have seeming wings

My youngest…an eventer and I were lucky to be there for the Cross Country portion.

The heart and trust that helps them to fly is palpable.

This is the triathlon of the horse world for horse and man

Involving stadium jumping, dressage and cross country.

Involving gusto and guts and….soul

Boyd Martin was one of the eventers…

(if you have a minute read and watch the link embedded in his name above. You WILL have tears as you meet his $850 dollar horse and a true story of life saving friendship)

We held him in our hearts as he flew by us…as his wife Silva…another Olympian

lay in a hospital 7 hours away…having been in a tragic horse accident herself last week.

‘It is not like teaching a horse to jump better and better but like turning a horse into a winged creature. Of course, once it has got its wings, it will soar over fences which could never have been jumped and thus beat the natural horse at its own game.’  ~CS Lewis

Winged souls.

Achingly beautiful.

A Key Lime and coconut flesh room….

Ok, Ok….perhaps a stretch.

It is just that a key lime has a beautiful subtle yellow/green/ochre color

and the flesh of a coconut…One of natures true whites.

And when I saw this loft room. I thought of them. those.

But could you just curl up in this room?

Languidly stretch out on this window seat…and while away your time with a good classic book?

Oh. I so could.

Designer and blog friend Lauren Leiss

did up her home sooooo right.

Just real and honest.

Find more of her gorgeous abode in the new issue of Domino Magazine.

Find a key lime and coconut pie

…on my kitchen counter.

yep.

Oh….and sadly, well not sadly for her…happily for her

Spotted and dotted beauty has found a home with another family.

But your names were oh so fun!