Wind swept evening skies after a blustery day in the Simillkameen.
Whereas a few days ago K Mountain wore a lacy cap
and there was yet another rainbow hugging the hills
Thursday, April 08, 2010
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
ABC Wednesday
L is for Lavender
and for Lilies
and for Lavender and Lilies together
all from our Lovely Lost garden
ABC Wednesday, thanks to Mrs. Nesbitt and her crew of helpers, have many more interpretations of the letter L - here.
Monday, April 05, 2010
A Rainy Day
Finally all this blustery, miserable weather has produced a wonderful rain that falls gently on the ground the wind has dried, and the emerging garden that has had it up to here with the March breezes and now looks for the refreshing April showers.
It's quite lovely, - I retrieved the umbrella and Caspar and I went for a short walk, - he was not as appreciative of the moisture as I was.
It is a good inside day. Charles is hunkered down in his new workroom at the back of the house, and I was inspired by our daughter's account of the wonderful homemade tomato soup she had yesterday. A plethora of vine ripened tomatoes last fall ended up in the freezer just as they were. Usually I would have chopped them, added onions and peppers and stuffed them into bags for stews and soups but that didn't happen last year. So I ran their nice red frozen ripeness under hot water and slipped off the skins, then thawed them in the microwave, pureed them in the blender, mixed them with some cheese sauce left over from Easter Eggs Benedict, added another two cups of thin white sauce, some basil, some thyme, a little celery salt, a smidgen of onion powder, and what a nice soup for a rainy day!
Lovely with the remains of the Hot Cross buns, toasted.
Tomorrow we go over the Pass to Penticton, - what will the day bring, I wonder.
The April rain, the April rain
Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
Then from the furrow shoots the grain
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers.
And in grey shawl and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again.
Mathilde Blind, April Rain
It's quite lovely, - I retrieved the umbrella and Caspar and I went for a short walk, - he was not as appreciative of the moisture as I was.
It is a good inside day. Charles is hunkered down in his new workroom at the back of the house, and I was inspired by our daughter's account of the wonderful homemade tomato soup she had yesterday. A plethora of vine ripened tomatoes last fall ended up in the freezer just as they were. Usually I would have chopped them, added onions and peppers and stuffed them into bags for stews and soups but that didn't happen last year. So I ran their nice red frozen ripeness under hot water and slipped off the skins, then thawed them in the microwave, pureed them in the blender, mixed them with some cheese sauce left over from Easter Eggs Benedict, added another two cups of thin white sauce, some basil, some thyme, a little celery salt, a smidgen of onion powder, and what a nice soup for a rainy day!
Lovely with the remains of the Hot Cross buns, toasted.
Tomorrow we go over the Pass to Penticton, - what will the day bring, I wonder.
Beautiful blue sky and wispy clouds
or
this, another moody day.
Whatever, it is spring, and I love its capriciousness.
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