When he lived next door DS planted some mini-daffodils and when I took the trash out a few minutes ago I saw that they're blooming. My regular size daffodils have sent up a few buds, they'll bloom soon.
This afternoon two of the knitting guild members came over so I could show them how to use the fiber website Ravelry. We had a lot of fun talking and I think they learned a few things anyway. I had handouts with pretty plain directions so hopefully they'll be able to keep exploring the site at home. Otherwise they can call.
I got lost in a WW email with a bunch of recipes in it this morning. I printed off a couple of them and when I stopped at Meijer on my way home from the Y I got ingredients to make Chocolate, Almond, Cranberry Wontons which I made after supper. Instead of chopping a bunch of regular chocolate chips I bought the mini ones. I still had to chop craisins and toast and chop sliced almonds. Putting them together was putzy--wet the wonton edges, scoop a teaspoon of filling, fold the wrapper and press the edges. I could only fit 24 on the baking sheet so I've got filling enough for 8 more, I think, but I'll wait to make them until I've eaten these. I think I baked them a minute too long, they're a little crunchy, but they're good, and only 2 Freestyle points per wonton. I also printed off a recipe for chocolate cookies with chili powder in them. I'll try those next.
Getting sucked into those recipes meant I didn't leave for the Y until 11 o'clock so 25 minutes on the treadmill, 10 on the arc trainer (a kind of elliptical that's easier on the knees), a stop at Kwik Trip for bananas, and then longer in Meijer than I'd planned meant I didn't have time to change before I threw together a quick salad that I was still eating when SH and DS got here. Oh well, we didn't run out of things to talk about while I finished my lunch. Like I said, it was a fun afternoon.
I spied a different bird out there today. It's a Gray Catbird, named because its call sounds like a cat's meow. It was freaky the first time I heard it.
9 April--Paul Gauguin, Young Man with Flower.
Coffee with cream complexion,
hint of a mustache,
his golden eyes look off
to sea? to jungle?
a pretty girl passing?
Small white blossom
nestles above his left ear,
his white shirt buttoned up
to his blousy bow tie.
You only paint girls topless, Paul?
~~~~~
I'm convinced that Gauguin was a creeper. Look at the faces of the young women he painted, they all look unhappy or scared. I hope the weather people are wrong about what's coming later this week. There are things I want to do, people I want to see, an assistant I want to entertain, and I don't want crummy weather to get in the way. *folds arms across chest*
--Barbara
1 comment:
I have a mental image of you up there with your arms crossed above your chest -- with a brutz on! But who can blame you. Hope the weather guys are wrong. Love the sweet little daffodil bouquet growing in your yard. And the catbird. Spring is out there somewhere.
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