Several have asked why I wait so long between blog posts. It is hard to explain but here goes. Like all my hobbies or loves such as knitting, crocheting, needle work, sewing and painting, my blog also falls into the what motivates me or when the mood hits I do it. It may take a month (or more) possibly to say to myself, "I feel like writing". Dick has come home and mentioned, "you haven't blogged lately?" He does not read them so I always ask why he asked. Someone had asked him. That's a lot of asks! I can be in a time of my mind wandering and think, "that's a blog". I can be riding down the road, it doesn't matter where and something will strike me into deep thoughts and there it is, a blog. That's as good as it gets for explaining my not so consistent blog. I can't apologize because that would mean doing better at blogging, not going to happen, I just need to be in the mood where the thoughts turn into words. I will admit I am not impressed with my blog and wonder why others want to read it. I have faithful followers from near and far, friends, people I have never met and never will but believe me I appreciate each one and look forward to checking out what countries are viewing. Right now Germany is in the lead, too many to mention and some so amazing that they stop by to read what nonsense my mind puts into words. Thanks to all.
This was the topping for the motivation this morning, our front porch. I have been mulling thoughts around in this crazy mind of mine for a few days. At Cook'n by the Creek I am lucky to have a morning, afternoon and evening spot to set, enjoy the quiet and get lost in my far away thoughts. The final touches went on it a week ago. Our Canadian friends have a camp across the road from us. They wanted their old shed tore down and Dick was more than happy to find a guy to do it for whatever he wanted from inside it. This table was left. Covered in Clara Rd dust and bird poop it looked pretty sad. I had to check it out and jackpot, it was as sturdy if not more so than one I could buy. We hauled it home, pressure washed it, fresh coat of paint and it fits the bill for what I needed on the porch. Free "stuff", can't get better than that. The real jackpot was our friend's dad had built the table. I have seen many thinks Ed has made and he is a fine craftsman. He gave our grandson a flying Canadian Goose he made. Life is good to be able to think of Ed and our friends when I set at my "new" table.
We enjoy eating on our porches. I couldn't resist this picture looking from the inside out. Quiet morning, listening to the birds and watching a few (very few) cars go by. Our mornings are usually slow and easy. That is unless the husband is on a tangent to get busy then he tries to rush me along. Since hitting my 60 something rushing is not for me. I rushed for too many years, now it is time to go at my own pace. Salt Rising bread is our pick for toast but my "gal pal" flew solo from New Mexico Friday for a visit. She brought "Hatch Green Chile Cheddar" bread from a bakery in Ruidoso, NM. Well let me tell ya, it is our new favorite toast. Not a cheesy bread just a hint of cheddar but those Hatch Chiles are the quest for the best! It is so good I couldn't throw away the last piece from yesterday. This morning while corn pancakes were on the menu I passed and had that lonesome last slice of toast that had been carefully wrapped and tucked away just for................me! My thought, once cold weather arrives I will be requesting loaves be sent to PA. Yes, we love it that much. Thanks John and Diane for thinking of us. Speaking of Diane, she is like myself. When a meal is to be fixed she is right there beside me doing whatever. Like two peas in a pod we don't ask how the other wants something done we just do it our way and it works great. Honestly, Diane is the only one I have ever welcomed into my kitchen for food preparation, my personality does not like intrusions but hers is welcome always.
I tried something new for a breakfast casserole. Grating a large potato and spreading it out in a cast iron pan with melted butter I browned the bottom of the potatoes. Then spread browned breakfast sausage over the potatoes and finally poured 5 beaten eggs with about a cup of milk and a cup of grated cheese. I used German Butter Kasse from Aldis. I love that place they have so many wonderful German products. Not to mention the German Chocolates are top notch! Once it was all together it went in the oven at 375 until the center was set. Easy and great as leftovers for the next morning.
Yesterday was Summer Solstice which means the longest day of light. Kinda sad to think we are already headed the other way. As we sat on the back porch looking out over the lawn Dick noticed the birds were very quiet. Maybe they knew and also felt a little sadness knowing their young will soon fly the coop and they will take flight for a long journey to their winter home. We have been so fortunate this year to have 3 pair of Baltimore Orioles visiting the Hummingbird feeder and eating grape jelly by the jars full. They are on the third jar already. No complaints here, they are feeding within 4 feet of us. For the first time we have a pair of Gray Cat Birds...I googled that! Dick is the nature man with more information that sometimes I wonder how he knows it all. He told a friend that while the rest of us went to school faithfully he skipped to be in the great outdoors. Ok, back to the Gray Cat Birds. They have a beautiful song but they also mew like a cat! Seriously, they meow when setting waiting their turn to eat the grape jelly. We also have a pair of tiny gray birds that also eat grape jelly and no, the big guy is not sure what they are but assumes they are some kind wren.
Last but not least a box turtle went slowly through the lawn. It was headed for the pine grove that isn't there anymore. A few Cherry trees and pines that are left will offer protection and shade for the animals. Quincy had never seen a turtle so off he went to take a look. He must have known it was nothing to reckon with because after a few seconds of barking he left it alone.
Our nights are full of entertainment, from watching the chickens, listening to the birds and whatever else happens by. It is just the way I like it, no news, no views, no opinions and no one telling me what to think or do because.....Take time to leave the world behind and live life your way. I just realized, writing lets me live my life my way and enjoy it. Kinda like a pretend world.....it's worth it.
