Sunday, April 5, 2020

"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!


“How many years of beauty do I have left?
she asks me.
How many more do you want?
Here. Here is 34. Here is 50.

When you are 80 years old
and your beauty rises in ways
your cells cannot even imagine now
and your wild bones grow luminous and
ripe, having carried the weight
of a passionate life.
When your hair is aflame
with winter
and you have decades of
learning and leaving and loving
sewn into
the corners of your eyes
and your children come home
to find their own history
in your face.
When you know what it feels like to fail
and have gained the
to rise and rise and rise again.
When you can make your tea
on a quiet and ridiculously lonely afternoon
and still have a song in your heart
Queen owl wings beating
beneath the cotton of your sweater.
Because your beauty began there
beneath the sweater and the skin,
This is when I will take you
into my arms and coo
you’ve come so far.
I see you.
Your beauty is breathtaking."
~ Jeannette Encinias

Thursday, April 2, 2020

Quarantine - April 1, 2020

Due to Covid-19, we're under orders to stay at home.

As is most of the rest of the country.

Other than a couple of states with idiots for governors.

We went into town Wednesday to pick up groceries, curbside.  We had placed the order last Thursday.  

The wait was not an issue for us, and we have to be thankful for our grocery workers who are working so hard.

It's odd to see Boone closed up.

The toll all this is going to take on working Americans is going to be devastating to many.

After taking care of necessary business, we headed back home.

Comforted somewhat by what, in our life, remains the same.

Along with breakfast for supper

And deciding which puzzle to do . . . 

Stay safe and healthy, everyone.

Stay home if you're able.

Copying and Pasting from a Facebook friend because while I’m sure not likely to forget this, I like the idea of not taking things for granted:

Just so I NEVER forget..... April 2, 2020
Watauga County, NC

Gas price a mile from home was $1.58
School cancelled - yes cancelled.
Self-distancing measures on the rise.
Tape on the floors at grocery stores and others to help distance shoppers (6ft) from each other.
Limited number of people inside stores, therefore, lineups outside the store doors.
Many states issue a stay at home order, including Va.
Non-essential stores and businesses mandated closed.
Parks, trails, entire cities locked up.
Entire sports seasons cancelled.
Concerts, tours, festivals, entertainment events - cancelled.
Weddings, family celebrations, holiday gatherings - cancelled.
No masses, churches are closed.
No gatherings of 50 or more, then 20 or more, now 10 or more.
Don't socialize with anyone outside of your home.
Children's outdoor play parks are closed.
We are to distance from each other.
Shortage of masks, gowns, gloves for our front-line workers.
Shortage of ventilators for the critically ill.
Panic buying sets in and we have no toilet paper, no disinfecting supplies, no paper towel no laundry soap, no hand sanitizer.
Shelves are bare.
Manufacturers, distilleries and other businesses switch their lines to help make visors, masks, hand sanitizer and PPE.
Government closes the border to all non-essential travel.
Fines are established for breaking the rules.
Stadiums and recreation facilities open up for the overflow of Covid-19 patients.
Campaign rallies thinly disguised as press conferences daily from the idiot who wants to be king. 

Daily updates on new cases, recoveries, and deaths.
Government incentives to stay home.
Barely anyone on the roads.
People wearing masks and gloves outside.
Essential service workers are terrified to go to work.
Medical field workers are afraid to go home to their families.

This is the Novel Coronavirus (Covid-19) Pandemic, declared March 11th, 2020.

Why, you ask, do I write this status?

One day it will show up in my memory feed, and it will be a yearly reminder that life is precious and not to take the things we dearly love for granted.

Be thankful for what we have. Be grateful.

Help in any way you can those who are less fortunate.
Be kind to each other - support others.

We are all one! ❤️

as freedom is a breakfastfood

as freedom is a breakfastfood
or truth can live with right and wrong
or molehills are from mountains made
—long enough and just so long
will being pay the rent of seem
and genius please the talentgang
and water most encourage flame
as hatracks into peachtrees grow
or hopes dance best on bald men’s hair
and every finger is a toe
and any courage is a fear
—long enough and just so long
will the impure think all things pure
and hornets wail by children stung
or as the seeing are the blind
and robins never welcome spring
nor flatfolk prove their world is round
nor dingsters die at break of dong
and common’s rare and millstones float
—long enough and just so long
tomorrow will not be too late
worms are the words but joy’s the voice
down shall go which and up come who
breasts will be breasts thighs will be thighs
deeds cannot dream what dreams can do
—time is a tree(this life one leaf)
but love is the sky and i am for you
just so long and long enough

   - - -  e e cummings

Sunday, March 29, 2020

Sheltering-In in Meat Camp

It's a gorgeous day in the mountains. 

And Don Barley is doing some yard clean-up. 

Annabelle's helping. 

I'm taking pictures. 

It's a family affair. 



Some family members work harder than others.

We have hosta babies (time to separate them as they'll become monsters), 

the peonies are peeking out (MY FAVE!) 

and the bank is full of lilies of all sorts popping up. 

Raised beds cleaned out and awaiting whatever's coming. 

Fern bank getting ready to fill up. 

Life in Meat Camp is lovely.