Bill and the kids went camping for a couple of days right before school started back up this year. I couldn't go because of work, but Bill had promised Julia they'd go, so off they went. Not too far - about 45 minutes away. We didn't talk or text much, partly because camping isn't about… Continue reading Frog Legs
More thoughts of Mom…. We’ve been decorating cookies! I baked a ton of regular sugar cookies and gingerbread cookies, in assorted shapes, and on Saturday I brought my awesome niece, Natalie up to the house and she and Julia and I (and Alex, but not as much) hung out decorating cookies. Natalie made the… Continue reading Little Good Things
This is another post from a year ago. I just lifted it from the original post – I thought of going through and tidying it up a bit, but no, I’m just going to leave it as-is. I’ll make sure to let you know when I’m posting about stuff to do with my mother…in case… Continue reading Time
I crocheted this little guy today. He’s a little tiny elephant wearing a hat. You can’t tell from the pictures, but I used this sort of sparkly white yarn that I bought last year to make snowflakes. I’d planned to just leave him all white, but Julia wanted him to have a hat like the… Continue reading Some Things I’ve Been Doing
But we’ll talk about the harvest part first. I picked 3 purple tomatillos the other day. I feel like I’ve waited SO long for them to turn purple – I deserved to see how they looked on the inside, now that they’re properly purple (well, these three) on the outside. And this is how they… Continue reading September: A Time of Blood and Harvest
Yeah, you read that right.
Last night after dinner, I made popcorn and Bill and the kids and I settled in for a couple hours of song and death.
Let me back up a bit.
After a rather sudden and fast-moving illness, Softie is gone. She passed away Tuesday night, in our living room/basement. The kids were asleep. I think Alex suspected, though. I sat with her. First I held her, but when that seemed too uncomfortable for her, I laid her down on the carpet and stayed down there… Continue reading These Eyes
It’s been so long, I don’t even know where to begin. In fact, that’s what’s taken me so long to write a post – so much to write about and where to begin?
Or solitary egg, in this case.
When I was a kid, my mother used to make this dish sometimes on Sunday mornings. It’s a slow-morning kind of breakfast, and Dad’s photography business was closed on Sundays.
I haven’t had savory baked eggs since that time, and lately it’s been on my mind. So I asked my Mom for details recently and here we are. The ingredients are simple – onions, butter, salt and pepper, eggs, cheese. The end result is so simple and incredibly yummy, I’m kind of annoyed with myself for not giving this a try years ago.