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mend one, make one

"What are you making, an elf hat?" asked one of my brothers. 

I paused before answering.  I said, "No, it's a scarf. I'm just playing a bit." The conversation moved on and I was fine with that, not really in the mood to say more. 

I've been thinking about this quite a bit though, how much to explain?  I could have given a longer answer... "I'm creating a pattern of stripes that measure the light on Sunday mornings.  It's my liminal scarf, it's about thresholds and margins and about new beginnings and possibilities." 

What other conversations would we have had?

I think about this in general...how much to explain?  I think about this a lot here too, on the blog, regarding what I share and don't share.

The "why" of it all. 

I don't think there really is one answer for this but 

part of the answer for me has to do with mending...

A hole is a threshold.

 

 

fieldnotes: winter

Looks like the chance of a white Christmas is getting better all the time...

at the kitchen table: moving into winter

There's been snow on the ground for the whole week, bitter cold temperatures (the lowest was 4 F with the wind chill), strong winds yesterday...winds that traveled over glaciers... 

Maybe more snow tonight, tomorrow and then back to the rain. 

This morning's breakfast, a winter's version of Dutch Baby. 

This recipe gives the basic steps, although I use a different ratio of ingredients.  Mine (for 2 people or one very hungry person) is 2 eggs + 1/2 cup flour + 1/2 cup milk.  I don't use sugar or salt in my batter, although most of the recipes I looked at online did.  I suspect the salt and sugar is a reflection of what tastes good to most people currently.  Sometimes I do add cinnamon or maybe vanilla to the batter. 

The topping is caramelized pears(pears cooked in butter and sugar, a pinch of cinnamon). It's a good topping for oatmeal too. 

Last day for the weekly farmer's market here. Pretty sure it will mostly be potatoes, onions, and beets. 

 

 

in the dark

My favorite of the snow photos. 

A solar lantern reflecting it's light in the snow.

3 inches on Monday. 

It's staying since we haven't gotten much above freezing. 

And then there was the moon, streetlights and car lights. 

at the kitchen table: is food just fuel?

I wonder about the idea of food as just fuel...

Bread + apple + walnuts + a dressing made of olive oil, white wine vinegar, honey, sorrel and parsley. 

Food is fuel, but it is other things too. 

It's community and delight and connection. 

postcard from the weekend #2

 

postcard from the weekend #1

 

at the kitchen table: feed a cold

I'm feeding my cold (feed a cold, starve a fever; interesting info here about that saying)...

It's day 4 and I'm feeling much better but still don't feel like cooking much so not much to share this week.  There's a pot of split pea soup on for dinner tonight plus enough for the next couple days.   

Lunch today was a wrap made with baked potato, kale, feta and a bit of yogurt. 

Wraps are one of my favorite easy meals.  I especially like to put potatoes in them. 

Anyone want to share their favorite fillings for a wrap?

mending

Joining in....Sitting by the fireplace to mend a blanket. 

It needs lots of mending, Lola has loved it well.  

This is my cowboy quilt, inspired by Cole Porter's song, "Don't Fence Me In (David Byrne's version)." 

"Give me land, lots of land and the starry skies above..."

I'll be back to the kitchen table tomorrow.