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Wishing you a whole bunch of beautiful this weekend!
Enjoying the simple to sublime,
I love those golden, glowing days of midwinter when sunlight streams through the windows, embracing you in warmth.
Solar hugs, so to speak.
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That was the beginning of my post before our furnace gave out (sometime between 11 p.m. and 6 a.m.), leaving me wondering why the thing wasn’t kicking in overnight. (!)
Thankfully, the “intro” still applies.
Handmade quilts (thanks, Sis) and Oklahoma’s moderate temps sustained us until the coffee was ready. Never mind that it’s supposed to get down to 27° tonight — a temporary cold spell — I’m savoring the gorgeous sunlight that streamed through our windows this morning.
Warmth is a state of mind and I can’t help but feel cozy.
Definition of irony: We bought a wood-burning stove this weekend. It’s still sitting in the driveway. :)
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Getting on with things, I love fruitcake almost as much as I love solar hugs. (Please don’t stop reading.)
For those of you who despise the much-maligned holiday treat (especially if you’re petrifying it into a doorstop at this late date), this isn’t a tortured how-to. My favorite fruitcake recipe can be found in Christopher Kimball’s The Yellow Farmhouse Cookbook — a sunny-looking tome, if you’re so inclined.
What I do want to share is Nutmeg Honey Butter.
Golden orbs of goodness…
Sunshine in truffle form. :)
Nutmeg Honey Butter
1/4 lb. quality butter, chilled (I used Hope Butter)
2 tsp. honey
Freshly grated nutmeg, to taste
Using a small scoop, shape butter into truffle-sized balls.
Place on a decorative plate.
Drizzle with honey. Sprinkle with nutmeg.
Serve on bread, pancakes, waffles, or yes… the dreaded fruitcake.
Here’s to sunshine and warmth in midwinter, especially when your alternative heat source has yet to be installed.
(I’m calling the furnace guy tomorrow.)
Enjoying solar hugs,
Yes, folks, it’s Daylight Saving Time again (or the end of it, when an hour magically “disappears”…) and I’m tellin’ ya, it wreaks havoc on my entire being.
This morning I woke up at 4:30 believing it was 4:30 (my favorite time to wake up), only to discover it was 3:30… aarrggh! It’s perfidy, I tell you, perfidy!
Be forewarned… this coming week, my thoughts will resemble the jumbled illustration above (confusing, but colorful nonetheless!) :) and I’m asking you to please bear with me. Moving the hands back on the clock does not constitute an immediate “aha” by my bio-rhythms or brainwaves.
Thankfully, Oklahoma’s seasons follow the calendar — never mind the clocks — and it’ll continue to be autumn until the next season begins. (I won’t mention the “w” word until it’s official…)
The only “cure” I’ve found for Daylight Saving Time is to spend as much time outdoors as possible. Let’s take a walk, shall we?
Nature calms me down. Clarifies my thoughts. Causes me to forget.
What was I writing about…?
Oh yeah! Daylight Saving Time…
What are your plans for the “extra hour?”
Enjoying (?) the semi-annual rite,
I’m such a letter-writer that it felt right this evening to pen one to you. (Or as close as one can get to approximating “pen and paper” via computer…)
Lately, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about blogging (yes, I know… “Don’t blog about blogging…”) — but you know me better than to believe I follow the rules. ;)
In my quest to be a writer, musician, haus frau, artist, yada yada, I need to make the most of my time, as do you! (I’m so easily sidetracked…)
Anyway… between all of the above, I found myself asking, “What is the point of blogging, eh?” (Had to throw a lil’ Minnesotan at you, yah sure, you betcha.) There are so many bloggers out there who do it so well and whose blogs I enjoy reading and whose recipes I enjoy cooking and eating! Do I really need to write one of my own?
In a nutshell: I found myself wondering whether or not I’d be better off spending time on “more important matters.” (Funny how your brain emphasizes thoughts like that, only to come up short when it’s prompted to produce an actual list of said important matters.)
Surprisingly, a conclusion came out of the blue today (better known as an answer from God…) and it was: “Blogging gives you more people to care about.”
Say what?! (An Okie-ism.) ;)
Truth be told, it took me by surprise. Sometimes I feel self-centered blogging about “the life and times of moi,” but lo and behold, the purpose isn’t “me” — it’s you! Woohoo!
I can live with that.
No… I enjoy that idea tremendously!!!
What I’m trying to say is that my blog was (and is) a means to find you… folks I’d never in a million years meet (or even know existed) were it not for this unique, fun, fabulous forum that opened up my world beyond Oklahoma, USA.
For that, I’m entirely grateful. (Actually, I’m doing the happy dance!)
While I don’t intend to spend 24/7 commenting on your blogs, when I do, it’ll be with reckless, guilt-free abandon (hallelujah!) — because the whole point is furthering human relationships (even cyber ones) — and I can’t think of a more enjoyable way to spend my time.
Except cooking your recipes and eating… well, never mind.
There will be time for all of the above… including today’s thoughts on How Food Imitates Nature. (The segue is short, I promise.) :)
Yesterday I posted my Teriyaki steak stir fry on FB and G+ and today it struck me how similar it was to the photos I’ve snapped recently…
Gotta love it!
Now, off to see what you’re up to! (And thanks for being here.)
Enjoying the blessings of friendship — and blogging,
Generally, I put a lot of time and thought into my posts, but our air conditioner quit at 4:00 this morning and the A/C guy isn’t here yet.
(In case you haven’t heard, Oklahoma’s temps have been in the 100’s for the past two months…)
Here’s what our inside temp reads now.
(P.S. It’s 10° “warmer” in my writing nook…)
Thankfully, I have a cool place to retreat to as soon as I’m done with this, and thankfully I planned a barbecue for dinner tonight.
Last night I made my Quick BBQ sauce and it was delish brushed over barbecued ham steaks. (How does one spell BBQ correctly anyway?)
But patience, sweet ones, patience… it really is better the next day.
I also fooled around with my camera just for fun… :)
This is as basic as BBQ Sauce gets!
Quick BBQ Sauce
1/2 c. ketchup (I used Heinz)
3 Tbsp. honey
1/2 Tbsp. yellow mustard
1/2 tsp. liquid smoke
1/2 tsp. Worcestershire sauce
1/2 tsp. smoked paprika
1/4 tsp. garlic powder
(Optional add-in’s: red pepper flakes to taste, a dash of hot sauce, a shot of whiskey)
Combine ingredients in a small saucepan.
Bring to a boil, stirring occasionally.
Reduce heat; simmer 10 to 15 minutes, stirring occasionally.
Cool, then store in the refrigerator.
Bring to room temperature before applying to grilled meats.
Brush sauce on during the last minutes of grilling and ENJOY!
Ooof… here’s what our temp was last time I looked, and it went up a degree after I uploaded the picture!
Enjoying the prospect of grilling… but not indoors…. gotta run!
As I was wandering about the house today (which I consider a form of exercise…), I was so thankful to be “here” (life, home, blog world), it inspired me to share a glimpse of life beyond the kitchen… plus, an updated photo of yours truly… the weathered version. :) For those of you who follow me on Facebook and Google+ (yes, I joined the ranks), thanks for bearing with any photographic repetition. Here’s what I’m peering at…
I count my blessings every time I look out that window…
Behind each and every blog is a human being — a life in progress — yours (and mine) included. That’s why I decided to share my current “life and times” — a catching up and a jumping off point, of sorts.
(Public declarations mean one must do something about ’em, right?)
Take art, for instance…
When I’m not in the kitchen, I dabble. Or dream. Or both. Actually, there’s more dreaming than dabbling at this point… I’m just now feeling settled in after our trip to Minnesota… but I’m pursuing it!
Way back when, I used to draw all the time — sketches, posters, illustrations, and what not. I also loved wood burning — the texture of it fascinated me. But, somewhere along the line, I put it all away.
(Not sure why, but it’s nothing to get hung about…)
Then “art” started calling my name (again) and I decided to answer back. FYI, I don’t have a clue how to paint with oils yet — the hodgepodge above was a gift from a friend — but it’s messy and fun, and it makes for mighty purdy “art” photos. ;)
Whenever I set up that easel — my easel — I feel like a kid with a new toy. (Tons of possibilities… will keep you posted.) I’ve also joined an artists’ group whose mission is to leave Random Acts of Art in public places. (More fun!) Here’s my contribution…
Then, there’s music… and writing. My constant companions. Best friends, really. They’ve been with me longer than anybody else.
Music and writing are the essence of my life — a source of solace and inspiration — not to mention some pretty interesting characters over the span of 50+ years. (In current terminology, for-eh-vah…)
Truth be told, when I’m not carrying around my clipboard and pen, I’m carrying a tune. That’s just the way it is. (Yes, Bruce Hornsby & The Range are playing right now.)
So, how is it for you? What do you love to do besides cook? (Or is cooking your best friend?) Is there something you’ve set aside?
No matter what stage of life you’re in, creative longings have a way of making themselves known. Even if you can’t do anything about them right now, the important thing is to make a dent.
Whether life grants you five minutes (or 50 years) to scribble something down, throw it in a file and save it for later. Write a “someday list” and review it now and then. (Not the same as a “Bucket List” — I’m talkin’ deep down things that have always been a part of you — unless your lifelong dream is to jump out of an airplane.) Hey, how ya doin’, Missy? :)
“Someday” may arrive when you least expect it — like it did for me. Keep your dreams alive. And, when you finally can do something about them, pick up where you left off and don’t look back. No excuses, no regrets!
By the way… I’ve always loved playing with food.
Enjoying creative license,