I don’t want to grow old before my time and I fear I may have during these last 2 ½ years of shingles… I choose strength. I choose to stay strong, to get strong again—one day at a time, one foot in front of the other. I can already feel a glimmer of my old self returning and I’m thrilled.
Truchas, New Mexico in the Snow
I know that in much of the country you’ve had more snow this winter than you can bear. But here in New Mexico we’ve been starved for it. We need snow each winter like a flower needs the sun and, finally, we’ve been getting it.
Potato/Mushroom Pie
For this small luncheon with steak and salad, I took some medium/small Yukon gold potatoes, sliced them about 1/4” on a mandolin, par boiled them a few minutes…
Under the Truchas Sun
It was something I could believe in back when I didn’t know enough to believe in myself–when I didn’t know that I am, in fact, that woman (as so many of us are) who found it within herself to recreate a life, one with meaning and purpose, by herself and for herself.
After the Storm
I live a privileged life up here on the mountain, one made up of many diverse and beautiful experiences: quiet solitude within nature, good friends, good food and good dogs (oh, and yes, I must include the cats if I know what’s good for me)…
Almond Plum Cake
On THIS day my friend Kim Moss is busy baking an almond plum cake in the kitchen (here’s the recipe) and in preparation for switching over to my winter bed, I’ve hung new LL Bean flannel sheets out on the line to dry, so today these two things express the season most for me.
First Frost
There was something extra special about the market yesterday. Companionably cold and crisp, everyone was bundled up against this new nip in the air.