There’s no doubt where CatGirl gets her looks from (even though she has my eyebrows).
:)
I was thinking that my neighbors had been cooking something particularly stinky for dinner tonite and I was getting rather annoyed by the strength of the smell.
Until I realized that the discomfiting stench was actually a piece of salmon that had fallen in my cleavage while I was eating my own dinner.
bleh.
This hippie girl just bought herself an air conditioner. I think that’s what happens when you run a fever for days on end and the thermometer is hitting triple digits both inside and out (do you like how I am justifying this?).
Seriously people, I am feeling pretty good right now. Your healing mojo is totally working its magic (and the A/C is adding its own special touch, too)…
:)
Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come.
You wait and watch and work: You don’t give up.
~Anne Lamott
Friends, I’m at a bit of a crossroads on the path to healing right now. If all goes well over the next few days, much more aggressive treatment may be avoided. So if you have a spare moment, can you send a little healing energy my way? Happy pictures, thoughts, things to make me laugh–are all good medicine.
Thank you for caring and thank you for the continued magic of our bloggerly community.
:)
This is a photo that I took at sunset yesterday. I’d made a quick trip to the garden to gather herbs for John’s Father’s Day dinner and then just had to snap a few pictures.
I came across this quotation yesterday and it’s been in my mind ever since:
“True simplicity consists not in the use of particular forms, but in foregoing over-indulgence, in maintaining humility of spirit, and in keeping the material surroundings of our lives directly serviceable to necessary ends, even though these surroundings may be properly characterized by grace, symmetry, and beauty.”
~Book of Discipline of the Religious Society of Friends, Adopted by the Philadelphia Yearly Meeting, 1927
In so many ways my garden is a space echoes my desire for “humility in spirit.” When I am there I am in awe of the world and my small place in it, I am overwhelmed by my own inability at mastery, and I am constantly blessed by grace, symmetry, and beauty.
While I was in Denver, I just couldn’t get enough of the sky–the way it changed constantly with clouds moving quickly. Storms and sunlight happening almost instantaneously.
Occasionally we have clouds or fogs here in SoCal, but they are rarity. Nearly everyday our sky is that same brilliant shade of bright blue.
This is one my favorite summer meals. I make a batch of bread dough and then roll it paper thin. I brush the dough with olive oil, garlic, and fresh herbs like thyme, rosemary, chives, and oregano. Then I add on the fresh veggies. The pizza in this pic has fresh basil, spinach, yellow squash, tomatoes, black olives, and mushrooms. I put a light sprinkling of a high-quality parmesan on top and bake. Voila! the crust is crunchy and the taste is very fresh.
The spinach and the herbs were from my garden. Within a few weeks, I can make this pizza with toppings exclusively from my garden.
:)