So, I enjoy color wherever I can find it.
|Volunteer cosmos by the squash|
|More cosmos - the picture doesn't|
do it justice - it is deep, bright orange.
|The only one of three dinner|
plate dahlias that came up.
I had a great day with my BFF Sylvia, who was visiting from Maine. Friday was solid rain, but we managed to enjoy the art museum and a great Thai lunch. She is my go-to person for all things that need an artistic hand/eye. She is one of the few people I know (actually, the ONLY person I know) who can look at a space and visualize objects within it - all beautifully balanced. She should have been an interior designer. Once I get my act together, I will show you the results of her creative influence.
There are no photographs of the museum trip because, rain. We got over an inch. I tried a new recipe for dinner and it is going on the "make again, make often" list. I found it in the latest issue of Living - Za'tar Roasted Chicken, Potatoes and Greens (or something along those lines). It's a simple, one-dish recipe and if you don't have Za'tar, but you do have sumac trees, you can make your own! I am so fond of this seasoning that I am going to do just that.
Saturday morning was about errands done quickly because I had a long list to tackle. Besides weeding, I had to assemble my new grill (the old one lasted over six years and it was the low-end model! The guy at Home Depot was impressed...), cleaned off the deck, washed water buckets, put out the mineral block for the llama and sheep (and managed to escape with my life), then I made granola bars, cottage cheese, yogurt, and froze blueberries. Saturday was also the day that Bertie left for his new home. It was bittersweet and, although I am now able to breathe easier, we do miss him. He is in very good hands and his mom reported back that he accompanied her to the farmers market, where she sells her beef every Sunday. He was a smash hit, with much patting and kissing of his head and lots of attention. She keeps him on a leash so that there will be no incidents, as many people bring their dogs to the market. Lovey, meanwhile, has reverted to her anxious state and I am doing my best to reassure her. We've had to resort to cocooning her in her blanket, much physical contact and I have to go outside with her every time she needs to go out. Poor lamb.
To help us both through the transition, I made inside out cheeseburgers (Cynthia's Randall ground beef with a filling of garlic scape pesto and mozz) done to a turn on the new grill and a pile of sweet potato swirly fries, roasted in the oven! We managed to get through the night...
|Ready to pop in the oven - I love my spiralizer!|
|Quite a contrast.|
The only break I took on Sunday was to pay a short visit to a group of women who are knitters, spinners, dyers and basket weavers. The town just south of me was having a big hoopla to celebrate their 150th anniversary and this group of fiber artists were set up at one of the oldest farms in the area.
|Dying, spinning, knitting and basket-weaving going on.|
|I adore miniature donkeys. Another|
big attraction at this farm.
|Angling for a head-scratch.|