It got so quiet it seems.
A cozy silence in the air.
A change.
A deep breath.
More cooking and baking.
The day temps are dropping, fall is swirling its way into the desert.
October has left us, November has entered.
A collection of photo snippets from the last handful of days decided to visit.
Lighting of candles...
Twinkling of piano keys...
Paint on the palette.
Washing brushes.
Tea at the early morning piano.
Lighting jack-o-lanterns every evening still, until they shrivel away.
Halloween dinner...
An invention with the ingredients I had on hand...
Beautifully browned pork loin on a bed of garlic herbed basmati wild rice (which took 1 hour/forever to cook from scratch), covered in a spinach + sweet onion nutmeg concoction, topped with a scrumptious cherry sauce (which I made from organic frozen cherries) - plus al dente buttery fresh asparagus.
The aromatic rice, plus spinach with nutmeg and cherries over pork, was so over the top good.
We turned on black lights and made fruit drinks with tonic water so they would glow.
It was a wonderful Halloween evening.
Tea days are here for certain.
Cool mornings and reading things.
A little chill in the air.
It's funny how summer leaves from one day to the next.
I like to open certain books randomly, and see what the page says.
As warm sun emerges over the big mountains, bees come out in droves.
Love seeing the bees.
Today, collecting some of the tons of leeks out there, and some basil.
Potato leek soup will happen in a few hours.
Oh, what a scent...
It was a lovely busy weekend.
Dinner for two, whilst standing in the kitchen, hit the spot.
Standing around, music playing.
Rambunctious dogs.
Me rolling up some homemade sushi...
Lots of wasabi in the soy sauce.
Green tea...
Standing around eating and laughing and talking.
Love those moments.
Dia de los muertos was a day for us to remember our furry girl...
I am so happy I pressed her paw print into polymer clay the day before she died.
Her paws were moist and muddy, so they left some soil in the imprints which I LOVE.
Miss her, always.
Memories of loved ones who have departed fluttered about.
Marigolds and candles here and there.
And then, there were potato latkes.
Shred some potatoes, add some eggs...
Spice up as you wish.
You can salt them after so that the potatoes don't release too much liquid before cooking.
Mix up...
Form into cakes.
Pop in a pan of hot olive oil, cook until browned on both sides.
Eat.
Sour cream, jam, applesauce, ketchup...
Your choice ;)
How can you ever go wrong with a potato latke?
By the way, where is my fave tattered sweatshirt to paint in on cool days???
(I have two of the same one all painted, do you keep two of things also?)
Oh, someone stole it for a nap.
If you can't have your mama for nap time cuddling, I guess her sweatshirt will do.
:)
Heart love!
If you want to be touched beyond words and sob your eyeballs silly, watch a movie called "The Whale." Luna will touch you to the core. Oh Luna....... (it's on Netflix instant)
How have you been?
What does November bring your way???
Love, V
