Lembas bread! Really, it’s somewhere between a Southern style biscuit and an English scone.
I can’t stop looking at all the flowers and trees and general green. Winter seemed so long, despite being so mild. Now that the weather is warming up and everything is coming back to green, I feel like I’m waking up from a big sleep. I feel the same every spring, but this one in particular is somehow more intense. I just hope that summer is as long as winter was mild.
The last picture is typical kitty. She constantly wants to be outside, but if a car drives by, or a dog barks…or a bird flies too close…she’s right back at the door begging to be let in until the
bird has flown away danger has passed. Silly.
So the real reason I haven’t been blogging is simple, and not very nice. It starts with the first photo.
April 17, 2012. The day we lost Uncle Don.
It’s been almost a month now. A whole month of not wanting to blog about it, not wanting to look at the pictures from the funeral, not wanting to relive it so soon.
April 18. I took a walk. Listened to a great album once or twice. Looked at everything. Saw old things…
…and new things…
…and gone-in-a-heartbeat things.
Took a lot of deep breaths.
Took a nap.
April 20 and 21, wake and funeral.
Sad or not, let it be said that our family can laugh and celebrate a life well lived, and a man well loved.
The last time I saw Uncle Don was at Great Grandma’s funeral. I caught him just before he got in his truck, and I gave him a hug and a kiss and an “I love you”, and off he went.
Still love you, Bumpa. Requiescat in pace et in amore.
Also known as lemons. Lemon is probably my favorite flavor, right up there with mint that I can’t have raw. Biggest shame that ever happened. Let’s not even talk about all the mojitos I will never drink (maybe). Let’s also not talk about the fact that I haven’t posted in a month.
Before we go any further, I have to admit that none of these pictures have anything to do with lemons. Well, that’s because I don’t have any lemons to make tasty treats out of, isn’t it! It has nothing to do with not posting for a month and needing to catch up. We’re not talking about that!
Let’s talk lemons instead. I love lemons. I eat lemons. Slice of lemon with my drink? Goes in my face. Slice of lemon on your plate? In my face. If I ever have a house with a back yard, there’s going to be a lemon tree in said back yard.
And speaking of outside things, new hiking boots from Mum! They were my Easter present. Hah! Kidding. Let’s say, birthday, 6 months early. Either way, thanks! Now back to lemons.
It was a great day when I discovered the internet, because years later the internet led me to Pinterest. And FoodGawker. And Pinterest and FoodGawker have led me to some great things called recipes. Recipes with lemon.
- White chocolate lemon truffles
- Lemon meringue cupcakes
- Lemon poppyseed sugar cookies
- Lemon poppyseed pancakes
- Lemon blueberry cheesecake cookies
- Lemon puppy chow
- Lemon raspberry cupcakes
- Lemon pound cake
- Lemon ‘brownie’ bars
Eight of these guys hopping around the yard all at once, eight! Then I opened the door and off they flew across the street. No clue what they are or why they were so interested in the dried up yard. Anyway.
I am all about lemon right now. If life hands you lemons, hand them to me and I will make things out of them. And I will share those things. Seriously. Pick a recipe, hand me lemons, I will do it. Seriously!
For anyone who hasn’t heard yet, here’s an official announcement. I passed my driver’s exam! Woooo! I actually passed on the 10th but I never got around to posting it… Oh well, now you know!
This batch of photos is from Hastings (where I took my test) the day before and the day of my test. Mom and I went down to scope it out, see what’s what and where. It’s a nice little place, lots of places to eat at and nice paths to walk by the river. There are a lot of cool houses, too.
At the LeDuc Historic Estate. The trim on the roof made me laugh because it looks like flying moustaches. Can’t unsee!
The estate is famous for its architecture, and I guess there are tours, but they weren’t running when we were there. More info here.
We saw this lovely creature while we were driving around, and oh boy you bet I had to stop and get closer. And lucky me, this cutie was right at the fence and let me get up close. She was pretty shy, but I gave a few pets on the nose before I had to get out of the windy cold. Her coat was brighter and reminded me a whole lot of butterscotch, but the crappy light washed out the tones in the picture.
If you didn’t know, I love horses. I LOVE horses. I love touching them. I love brushing them. I love giving them treats. I love taking pictures of them. I love kissing their noses. And holy crap do I love riding them. If riding and taking care of horses was a job I could be doing right now, I would be doing it right now. Maybe some day!