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4/29/24: Mother in Dreamtime
Yesterday I was searching for and admiring the art of Ivan Yakovlevich Bilibin. Here is “Batiliman” (1940), from his Crimea travel landscape series. That was two years before the artist died of hunger, back in Leningrad during the Siege. His … Continue reading
4/20/24: Mother’s Day of Rest
For one life topic, Mother had no mechanical aptitude or herbal remedy to share. It came up during one of our car junkets. As we talked I shared with her that despite my best efforts at attitude and actions, life … Continue reading
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4/14/24: A Dog’s Breakfast
Back in the day, one of the elder relatives in our Irish extended family had the hope of inspiring me toward more ladylike and classy behavior, and used to tell me in sorrowful tones that my room / homework / … Continue reading
4/11/24: Bingo’s Bedtime Walk
Mary: Whenever I take Bingo on walks myself, he really gravitates to that phone pole there. Angelina. Yes he does. And there he goes. Who’s a good boy?… So! Mare! Back to you. Just read your latest blog page. I’m … Continue reading
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4/7/24: Losing Your Religion
Another Thought, 4/8: Just reading Supercommunicators by Charles Duhigg. One of the points is that to engage in a negotiation (and many personal conversations are exactly that), we have to settle What are we talking about? Who are we? How … Continue reading
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3/30/24: Dr. Michael Greger, MD: Groatnola
Usual disclaimer: If your teeth are delicate, and if any of them are porcelain, they might need a more consistent tender texture in the finished product — even if you bake it extra soft and moist. My groatnola came out … Continue reading
3/29/24: Watching for Bunnies
(No bunnies here. Just a nice view this week, on the walk home after work.) Each morning, the alarm in their bedroom rang Ding! then with a polite pause Ding Ding! then with another polite pause really warming up with … Continue reading
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3/18/24: Wedding Pictures
On Saturday somebody dropped their recycling in shopping bags next to (but not in) the recycling dumpster, the way folks do. One bag held two crumbling pasteboard folders. So I grabbed the bag to toss it to the bottom of … Continue reading
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3/17/24: Potato Cookies
Big Disclaimers: 1. Warn the guests that these have peanut butter. 2. Don’t lick the batter off the spoon. The label on my oat flour warns that the flour must NOT be eaten raw. There are warnings about wheat flour … Continue reading
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How Green Was My Valley: The Potch Recipe
Update: Well, after trying this in the Consolationland test kitchen, my admiration for Mrs. Morgan’s cooking knows no bounds. She must have been a great alchemist as a cook, with better vegetables. Mine after all that simmering had the texture … Continue reading