Sunday, August 16, 2015
That a way to honor
a dog that you have loved, and lost.....
Is to save another.
With the help of Big Dog Ranch Rescue
we have opened our hearts and homes
to a very special guy
Finn seems to be his house name
He was brought into this world under
very dire and deplorable circumstances. He was malnourished and neglected....
as were the 66 other great danes that were rescued from a horrendous back yard breeding situation.
It has been closed down.
Homes are needed for the remaining dogs.
And even though he probably had little or no human contact in his 3-4 years
He has a heart and soul as big as the moon.
He is a love.
Who hugged and smiled at us the moment we met.
He has wounds to care for and needs to fluff up
and we cannot wait to give him all of
that our heart and arms can hold.
Rescuing a dog saves two...
the one you rescued..
and the one that will take the space,
Think about saving a soul...or donating to the great work that the recues do.
Here's to you, Bo . I know you are smiling...and drooling.
Monday, July 27, 2015
So as this summer is sailing away at record pace
upon the challenge of a friend
I decided to grab the peach by the pit...
Said friend benevolently gifted us with a box of straight off the tree southern freestone peaches
Then, said friend, practically challenged....dared me to make a recipe that she makes
Peaches and Crème Brulee
who doesn't love the simplicity of that?
five if you count the peaches
which were hollowed out
for a decadent, albeit delish,
crème brulee mixture
It was cooked in a makeshift bain marie...over simmering water
until it hits 180 degrees... and coats the back of a spoon.
Then filled in the hollowed out peaches....
and flamed for a candied sugared crust with a kitchen torch
Mine was not as pretty as hers....
it was delectable....and you eat the bowl!
recipe adapted from here
Get yee some peaches.
Monday, June 29, 2015
That the salt in the ocean
is from the tears
of all the misunderstood sharks....
who just wanted to cuddle.
My peaceful early morning walk was interrupted this morning
By a lone fisherman....and the bringing in of a
He was strong, albeit young.
And could certainly do damage
with his razor sharp teeth and thrashing fighting body
I did not like watching this fight
yet I watched.
Not so quietly rooting for the shark
and admiring his strong and elegant beauty.
He was saved. And pulled back in his ocean
then stealthily moving towards the sun rise
While the quieter creatures.....continued to do their thing.
he, too, was saved
I came home to a new appreciation of the
gifts from the sea