Monday, July 11, 2011
Delaware Gardens (part 1 of 3): Mike's house
Friday, July 8, 2011
GTTC - shrimp pasta with garlic cream sauce and basil oil
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
GTTC - Italian sausage summer pasta (prize announced)
This week, I didn't get too fancy, but made a simple pasta dish that the family enjoyed: spaghetti, chopped hot Italian sausage, pine nuts, spinach (I suppose I could have used basil for a more summery dish), shaved parmesan and of course LOTS AND LOTS of fresh garlic.
What's going on in your summer garden and kitchen?
*** On a personal note, the fried computer has been replaced, but now we attack the problem of the fried FIOS cable. Don't know when I'll be back online at home... In addition to these technical troubles, I have having a hell of a time commenting on my favorite blogs! Luckily I'm able to blog read, but as of now, am not able to blog comment. If you're on my list of faves (and you know you are!) know that I'm reading and enjoying but am somewhat mute right now!
Monday, June 27, 2011
The process of doing
Yesterday was my birthday and I received my birthday request - to have a full day's worth of uninterrupted gardening. I did hear one loud, "MOOOOM!!!", but then silence, so someone must have taken care of it.
The task of the day was to complete the weeding of the front perennial bed. As I was on hands and knees meditatively pulling weeds near the blueberry shrubs in the front, I had a brilliant idea. Rather than keeping the small area near the front door clear of plants so that I could step into the garden to pick blueberries, I would instead place a few stepping stones in the bed. This would be not only practical, but pretty to look at and also cut back on the amount of weeds I'd have to pull. This doesn't sound very profoundish. I know.
The simple idea of adding a few stepping stones would never have occurred to me if I weren't on my hands and knees pulling weeds. Here's the thing. I'm a planner. I'm extremely organized. When I get a new wallet, each slot needs to be designated to hold something. In garden terms, this means everything is pretty played out in my head - the colors, the height, the space, etc. I'm not saying everything looks great, but for my taste and within the confines of my artistic ability, there's a place for each plant, and each plant is in it's place. I know this because I stand outside with pencil and paper and sketch out a plan. I sit indoors and sift through catalogs and books and get it ALL FIGURED OUT.
The profoundish part is this: I'm working on a project that is very ambitious and fairly creative. I apologize for being vague - but it's one of those I-don't-want-to-jinx-it kind of things. For the first time in my life, I'm procrastinating. But I know why I'm procrastinating. It's because for the first time in my life, I'm afraid that I won't be able to do what I'm hoping to be able to do. The idea is well thought out. I know because I've drafted it. I've talked about it. I've dreamt about it. What I haven't done, is execute it. For about 2 years now, my friend Nicole has been telling me the equivalent of "You have to just do it". She has explained to me - in a way that only an artist is able to fully explain - this is a creative process and in the process of DOING it, all kinds of wonderful things happen - things take shape and things change shape. This was the jist of it - less eloquently said I'm sure.
So as I whiled away the day, I saw elements of the garden that I would never have noticed standing with a piece of paper, trying to design the perfect layout. However, sitting on the ground with hands in the dirt, I saw the soil in a different way, viewed the blueberry shrubs at a different level, and through the process of doing, a practical little stone path was revealed to me.
Now if I can just apply this to my project and cut the freaking procrastination and fear, I'll be in good shape!
Friday, June 24, 2011
GTTC: berries
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Fireflies and other creatures
The asclepias are buzzing. I guess soon we should start looking for caterpillars if we want to bring them in to examine like last year. Lots of pretty butterflies abound. Since I've decided to become a butterfly expert (well, the idea is there, the execution of the plan has not yet begun), I've become less terrified of the creatures. I can even get sort of close with my camera and not have goosebumps in fear that they'll fly back at me.
Ah...fireflies. The other day, my older daughter told me that the last of the official signs of summer (pool opened, school out, etc.) have been revealed - the first firefly of the season. I thought it would be interesting to post this because I figure they must be a cool local thing, but apparently fireflies thrive in just about every country of the world (is this true??).
Ok, you may know I don't like bugs and lightning bugs are no exception. I do have to admit how incredibly neato they are though. When I was young and children played outdoors until bedtime we collected the flashing bugs - in our hands, in nets, in jars...the really brave and patient kids would have a jar full of them. Here's another "fond" memory (not really because it's just mean, ok? but I was a kid and didn't know better): smearing a bug on the cement and seeing a streak of glowing light. Just so you know, it's possible to do this on your arm or leg too!
Do you have fireflies in your area? What are your "fond" memories?
Friday, June 17, 2011
GTTC - chicken and daylily stir-fry
