Saturday, July 30, 2011



Fresh Picked Mango (from neighbors tree)



Man~go ing (that fuzzy looking thing is the pit)

Man~go ne

Thursday, July 28, 2011

O is for Outing!

Alphabe Thursday!


South Lido Park is one of my favorite places to become one with myself again.  Here you have a beach, a simple park with a few picnic tables and charcoal grills.  Where you can drive to or arrive by boat.  Ski, snorkel, jet ski, sunbathe, eat, drink, and be merry.  Sand, dirt, and wooden walkways throughout the woods.

It is the perfect place to create sweet memories.  In the winter, we love to pack up the tabletop grill, food, blankets, towels, food, wine, and the picnic gear for a wonderfilled dinner at sunset.

Pulling a picnic table or two out of the tree covered picnic area and out onto the beach, we see sand, sky, trees, wildlife, sea oats, and the Gulf of Mexico.  Strolling, people watching, and wondering about all of the condos up the way that are directly on the beach.  Why are there so few enjoying the treasures at their doorstep?
Knew they did this, but had never seen them.  When the sun goes down, these rascals appear like ghosts from the trees.  Quietly sneaking upon us for people food.  Easy marks we can be, but they will climb right up onto the table!

At some point, the population of raccoons exploded.  It really was awful.  We think that they were/we hope that they were relocated.

We have been coming here for years. 

One of those times, my husband and I, his father and his wife, sister with her babydaddy boyfriend, brother-in-law and his partner gathered for an evening of fun, relaxation, food and drink. 

Kite flying high into the blue sky, sun waning, the guys set out to open the fresh raw oysters while the rest of us set the table with newspaper, candles, lemon wedges, cups, homemade cocktail sauce, and all of the necessities for an awesome meal and evening together.

Roseate Spoonbills
Serene, quiet.  A hidden cove to cool the spirit.
We watched the sun set, the moon rise, the lights of the hotels, motels, and condos in the close distance. The strangers disappear.

Well fed, relaxed, and fulfilled we made our way home for a good nights sleep.

Simple pleasures, life's treasures

Friday, July 22, 2011

Show and Tell Friday

Many years ago, and about two hours north of where I live now, a friend and I were hiking through some woods scouting good deer hunting grounds. 

The silence was peacefully noisy as we were engulfed in our own senses.  Peace and Quiet

With careful intent, seeking the perfect position ... 

... I kicked a rock

This piece now resides in my curio cabinet, to cherish always.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Alphabe Thursday! This Weeks Letter is "N"


A beautiful pair of nesting Osprey overlooking the salt water bay, ebb & flow with the Gulf of Mexico.  These awesome birds are very protective of their young, and share the responsibility for feeding.

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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Watery Wednesday

PhotographRe = People Watching

Do you enjoy people watching too?

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Sunday, July 17, 2011

I SAW SUNDAY July 10, 2011

The Three C's ~ Coffee Caving Chilling
76 Degree's In The Shade  100% Humidity  Cold Fresh Salad With Sweet Cherries
Reaching for 100 degrees  Frozen Yogurt  Swimming Pool

I Saw Sunday ~ Always cherished the savory days with hubby.
This exercise helped me to see just how fulfilling A Day Can Be!

Friday, July 15, 2011


1. Do you think you're hot?
I know that I am hot!  It is almost 100 degrees outside, with 100% humidity.  Have you ever seen condensation on a human being?
2. Upload a picture of wallpaper that you are using at the moment.
3. When was the last time that you ate chicken?
Last week (I think)
4. What was the last song that you listened to?
Can't remember
Do you have any nicknames?  What are they?
Hubby calls me Edith, Honey, WifeyPoo
In case you are wondering about "Edith", or maybe just because I want to tell you ... Do you remember the sitcom All In The Family?  Do you remember when Edith would run from the kitchen, across the living room, to the front door when Archie would come home?  She ran with her arms outstretched saying "oh Archie, you're home".  She would wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him, or he would stop her short with some snide remark... well one day I did that to my husband in Edith's voice and the rest is history!
Tagged by Donna, from The House On The Corner
Here are the questions for ease of cut & paste:
1. Do you think you're hot?
2. Upload a picture or wallpaper that you are using at the moment.
3. When was the last time that you ate chicken?
4. What was the last song you listened to?
5. What were you thinking while doing this?
6. Do you have any nicknames?  What are they?
Please pass this along to eight of your bloggy friends!

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Alphabe Thursday! This Weeks Letter is "M"

M is for

Macaroni & Mushrooms ...

 For this batch I used two boxes of 100% whole grain Penne pasta, two cans of solid white Albacore Tuna packed in water, one large onion, three large stalks of celery, black pepper & mayo to taste.

Allow the cooked (according to the directions) macaroni to cool before adding your ingredients.   

 I like to use all of the celery stalk (after cutting back the bottom) including the leaves.
Enough for lunches through the weekend, and to bring to some friends who are packing for a three week Alaskan cruise, while their air conditioner is broken.  Did I mention we live in sweltering Florida?

 Mmmm, baby portabello mushrooms!

Drawing a blank after learning of todays Alphabe, I spent the morning seeking inspiration.  Now, if this continues, the refrigerator will be full once again with homemade goodness. 

The other day, I had taken some photographs of a lovely mushroom that had popped up in the yard.  However, the mushroom was growing within the bottom of the jasmine vine, and very close to the ground.  I did not feel that the pictures were good enough, but thinking about it inspired me to search for one of my old, favorite cookbooks.  "The Garlic Lovers Cookbook" from Gilroy.  Garlic Capital of the World.

Finding a recipe titled Garlic Mushroom Casserole was the basis for these savory stuffed mushroom. 

Off to the fresh market in our local Mennonite village, about a mile and a half from home, I found large & small baby portabello mushrooms, sweet vadilia onions, and fresh garlic.  To the grocery for almonds, ground turkey (use your favorite ground meat or soy paste), swiss & mozzarella cheeses.  Home to the seasoned bread crumbs, handmade butter, cookie sheet, olive oil Pam, and food processor, I altered the recipe to include black pepper, poultry seasoning (my favorite next to fresh rosemary), the sweet onion, one large sweet red pepper, and one half cup of worcestershire sauce.

Thank you Jenny.  If it were not for you, none of this delicisousness would have happened!

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Outdoor Wednesday

Seeing through the eye of the camera has been a lifelong joy. 
It sees the beauty in things otherwise unseen.
Nuances of early morning. 
Soft sunlight.  Bright sunlight.  Shade.  Outlines.
Reflections.  Color variations.  Temperatures.

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Saturday, July 9, 2011


Coming To Terms With Being Different

Different by the circumstances of my upbringing. 

Thinking back to elementary school, realizing that my piece of the childhood puzzle did not fit into the "norm", I would embellish who I was.  Had imaginary people and pets in my life, and was often to others like I was treated at home.

When I was an eight years old my cousin told me that the man I had known as my father was indeed, not. 

In my forties, finding the man I had been told was my biological father and later through DNA testing, it was proven that the man who had married my mother because she was with child, was in fact not remotely related to me by blood.  Legally because he was on my birth certificate, I was to discover something he and my mother already knew! 

The divide grows wider.

Mother is a largely dysfunctional human being, abusive, unfaithful, alcoholic.  Singling me out and culling me from the family after my two half-sisters were born.  A daily reminder of her past discretion's, to this day there is no normal family for me.

Revelation rushing through my childhood being.  Daily emotional and physical abuse.  It is no wonder that I developed a safe place to land and began a lifetime of "knowing" that if I found the man she told me was my biological father that he would love me and hate her too.  Both turned out to be true, he did love me and passionately hated her for what she had done to his young life.  But he was not my father, never had children, and a few years later would die in his sleep. 

In my late forties I would send a copy of the DNA results to "her".  Choosing not to respond to me, she told my sisters that it was almost fifty years ago and she could not remember anyone else.  Later she would say that the DNA results could have been doctored. 

Oh the story is so long and unbelievable, one hesitates to continue.  Suffice to say that we have not spoken going on twenty years in the not too distant future.  She will never be the mother to idealize, my sisters are lost to me now.

Today and with therapy, I continue to work on self-healing.  Today I have grown children of my own. Today I declare out loud that I am, "Coming To Terms With Being Different"!

Friday, July 8, 2011

Cherries Are In Season! This is what I made myself for lunch ...

Romaine lettuce, sweet cherry tomato, baby cucumber, Vidalia onion, fresh ripe Bing cherries (pitted), salad dressing of your choice.

See my cherry pitter there? Put the cherry in stem side up (stem removed), squeeze. The pit pops right out!

What is your favorite or most unusual kitchen tool?

Feeling on Friday ...

Dear Janice,

I have left a few messages for you and sent some mail but have not heard from you.  Don't know why we can't talk, to help to put the past in the past so that we can move forward together as sisters. 

I think that there is oodles of things unsaid that if we could be together for some serious conversation, could really help.  There could be a lot of things fixed between us during this healing time, however, I do not know what you are going through or how you are spending each day.  There is no direct contact to you. 

I love you, think of you everyday, pray, and know you are a champion to all that you put your mind to ...  Big hugs, call or write baby sister. 

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Salt Water, Healing Powers ...

Took the long weekend off from the internet, enjoying 3 full days with my DH home all day. Yesterday, we went to the beach to soak in the warm, salty water of the Gulf. The current was very strong, never been to this beach when it was this way. Had to dig in my toes, and could let my body relax full forward toward the current, which held me up and often caused a loss of balance.

Let my arm totally relax and float and bob in the water, getting the gentle, soothing exercise of the waves and current. Incisions soaking up some extra healing. At one point, we had a downpour while in the gulf and it was sooo much fun! Face level with the warm, salty water, while the heavy raindrops danced on the surface, cold on our heads and faces. Ahhh, the joy of time spent together, relaxing...