Wednesday, April 8, 2020

Spring is springing

Lia Eliades

I found an old shirt in a drawer
as i pulled it on over my head
i realized i have loved my life

Tuesday, April 7, 2020

Trying something new

Having seen so many Facebook friends fixing and enjoying Dalgona (whipped) coffee, I'm itching to try it. 

I asked Don Barley (who has WAY more patience with our oh so poorly designed kitchen cupboards than I) if we had any instant coffee.

He looked at me with something close to fear on his face.

"Instant Coffee???"

I nodded yes.

"INSTANT coffee? Why? Why would we ever have that? You mean that horrible stuff in a jar? Like Nescafe!?"

Me: "Well, yeah. Sorta. But not, please god, not Nescafe. But something like it."

Him: "WHY? Did the electric percolator die?!"

Thinking he might keel over I tried to quickly explain whipped coffee. Including video.

Him: "No."

Me: "Well, hell."

He disappeared into the kitchen. I hear banging, rattling, a little cussing.

He reappears to tell me he's found a few things that might work as substitutes for me to play with.

Being the guy who can fix anything and loves the challenge, I couldn't wait to see what he'd come up with.

I didn't know we had some of this stuff, but we'll see what we might be able to do with some of it. I'll let you know.

So.  I tried the Folger's Cafe Latte.  Nope.  



I will try again later.

Stay healthy!
Stay home, if you can!

To Play Pianissimo

To Play Pianissimo
Does not mean silence,
the absence of moon in the day sky
for example.
Does not mean barely to speak,
the way a child’s whisper
makes only warm air
on his mother’s right ear.
To play pianissimo
is to carry sweet words
to the old woman in the last dark row
who cannot hear anything else,
and to lay them across her lap like a shawl.
(from Forty-Four Ambitions for the Piano, reprinted in Desire Lines) by Lola Haskins

Monday, April 6, 2020

Annabelle and I having a serious conversation

Annabelle:  "Mama?"

Me:  "Yes, darlin'?"

"I love this book."

"Aw, thank you, Annabelle.  That means a lot."

"Will you and Daddy go back to Paris and take some more pictures?"

"I sure hope so."

"Carousel pictures?"

"Oh, yes."

"And will you do another book?"

"That's the plan, Princess."

"And will you stay for a longer time?"

"Now wouldn't that be a dream come true?!"

"And can I go?"

"Another dream come true, Annabelle!"

"I would really love that."

"Me, too.  Let's plan on it, okay?"

"Okay.  And can I ride a carousel?"

"You bet!"

"And have my picture taken?!"


"I love you, Mama."

"I love you back, Annabelle."

Dreams do come true 

Stay Healthy!

Stay home if you're able!

Matisse Replies to Snodgrass: A Poem About a Poem About a Painting

His mind turned in in concentrated fury,
Till he sank . . .
His own room drank him.
- - W. D. Snodgrass, "Matisse: "The Red Studio"
Looking into my red studio,
were you surprised to find no one there?
Calm yourself, my friend, I was only out
of sight, preparing the space for visitors.
Since I am not a part of what I see,
I leave myself unframed. Do you undersstand?
This room is decorated for pleasure,
colored warm to comfort your needled heart.
My art is an embrace, not a devour.
Come inside. A painted chair awaits you.
I will be there. Together we will share
a refreshing drink of my bright scarlet air.
by Joseph Stanton

Sunday, April 5, 2020

Chicken in the crock pot, puzzle on the table

I have some chicken breasts slow cooking and they are smelling fine.

Puzzle pieces are scattered across the dining table.

Looking closely at all the different elements making up this picture, I have to say, there are some very pretty, some very unusual and some very weird and creepy things in this cupboard.

I love it.

COVID-19 update :
Rapid acceleration of U.S. confirmed cases: .
Mar. 20: 17,935
Mar. 30: 160,718 (3,002 dead)
Apr. 5: 311,536 (8,499 dead)
The U.S. mortality rate is rising:
Mar. 22: 1.25%
Mar. 30: 1.86%
Apr. 5: 2.72%
(The mortality rate for the common flu in the U.S. is about 0.2%.)

Stay safe!
Stay healthy!
Stay in!

"Warming my cold hands
over my cup, I gaze through
my foggy windows
and feel, not unpleasantly,
all the autumns of my life."
– Michael Boiano

Saturday, April 4, 2020

In the kitchen - Quiche

I love quiche and and constantly trying new recipes.

Here's the latest - - - 

My husband said this is the best quiche he's ever tried! The combination of caramelized onion, bacon, and Cheddar cheese is perfect.

20 mins
1 hr 45 mins
2 hrs 25 mins
20 mins
1 9-inch quiche


Ingredient Checklist


Instructions Checklist
  • Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
  • Fry bacon in a large skillet over medium-high heat, turning occasionally, until crispy, about 10 minutes. Drain bacon slices on paper towels. Let cool 10 minutes. Crumble and set aside.
  • Roll out pastry crust into a circle using a lightly floured rolling pin. Line a 9-inch pie pan with crust. Prick holes into the base of the dough using a fork.
  • Bake crust in the preheated oven on the middle rack for 15 minutes.
  • Remove pastry crust from the oven. Brush crust with beaten egg. Return crust to the oven and bake 5 minutes more.
  • Heat butter in a pan over medium heat and stir in onion. Cook and stir until onion has softened and turned translucent, about 5 minutes. Reduce heat to low and continue cooking and stirring until onion is very tender and dark brown, about 40 minutes more.
  • Whisk 2 eggs together in a bowl using a fork. Add sour cream and cream cheese and beat using an electric mixer until well combined. Beat in salt and pepper.
  • Spread caramelized onions with remaining butter onto pastry crust. Sprinkle with 1/2 the Cheddar cheese. Place crumbled bacon evenly over the top. Pour egg mixture over bacon. Top with remaining Cheddar cheese.
  • Bake quiche in the preheated oven until golden and fluffy, about 30 minutes. Let cool 10 minutes before serving. (I baked for about 50 minutes)

Nutrition Facts

390 calories; 32.5 g total fat; 123 mg cholesterol; 506 mg sodium. 13.7 g carbohydrates; 11.3 g protein;

Solstice Queen

As she tip-toes cross the sea,
she slips in so subtly.
Sharing her charms upon the earth,
kissing nature with rebirth.
She is fair and whimsical;
somewhat lackadaisical.
She lives her life in a childish way,
never planning day to day.
Spreading her wings of soft warm winds,
this is how her journey begins.
She likes to make her presence known,
with lavender scents that's all her own,
she travels with the Monarch king,
on her finger like an elegant ring,
tucked inside her sachet purse,
are fire fly-flies she will disperse,
a lilac bouquet full of honey suckle rose,
cascades down her arm to the tip of her toes.
dressed in golden rays of light,
her mantle laced in blue and white,
her lush trail of emerald green,
her ruffled hem of florals seen,
from coast to coast and in between.
In her glory she holds her torch high,
warming the waters and lighting the sky.
Suddenly she begins to cry,
she even has to wonder why,
temperamental she can be
her thunderous voice and raging sea.
Though she calms down quite beautifully,
ribbons of rainbows she paints in the sky,
as she continues to pass on by.
She's as wild as the waves in the ocean,
as gentle as her sweet southern breeze,
she tends to all the nectar,
that flows within the trees,
she rest by where the willows weep,
and roams through fields of amber wheat,
she hides in forest dark and deep,
and climbs up to the mountain peak,
then soars to valleys down below,
there she watches orchards grow.
When evening comes she wanders off into the starlit skies,
and gazes at the heavens with her sapphire eyes.
She dreams of dawns tomorrow,
when her ventures begin a new,
waking all the earth by sprinkling morning dew.
She is so very fickle,
she will not stay too long,
never wears her welcome out,
where she can not belong.
Soon there will come a day,
we will feel her presence gone,
she has crossed the vast horizon,
where she must triumph on.
She's known by many names throughout the land and sea,
but, we just call her Summer, she lives eternally!

© Patricia L. Cisco
Published: July 5, 2018

Friday, April 3, 2020

Sheltering at home with puzzles, pictures and a puppy

Annabelle wants to tell you about what's happening today in Meat Camp.

If you peek through this window into the sunroom you'll see Dad at work.

This is the puzzle he's working on

He likes puzzles

 And Mama has given me a job to do.

She wants me to choose just one picture from these three for a "Carousels of Paris" give-away she's planning (if we can ever leave the house and go to the Post Office when it's open instead of checking our box after hours).

But if I can't choose a favorite, maybe she'll do three give-aways!

Stay Healthy, Y'all!

Stay Home if you're able!