Consistently, Nature provides gifts, as Autumn breezes blow whispers of change all around us. The Nandina berries turn to orange, Virginia creeper crawls over rocks in crimson splendor, shades of yellow hint from beneath green, tattered leaves against the rich, blue skies, Red Buds shimmer their golden branches in the sunlight, and owls shatter the silence of darkness, shouting their hoots across the creek beds. Change is upon us but covers our land with a cloak of beauty. Our Blessings these Fall mornings are abundant if we are still and watch the metamorphosis unfold.
TK’s Marinara Spaghetti Squash
This recipe is absolutely delicious, healthy and very filling. If you are blessed with fresh herbs in your fall garden, the aromas will tempt everyone who enters your home.
Extra Virgin Olive Oil
Two sprigs fresh thyme, stripped
Four medium fresh basil leaves, chopped
One spaghetti squash (Slice off ends, cut vertically in standing position, deseed, rub olive oil inside each half, turn upside down on foiled baking sheet and cook 40 minutes at 400 degrees).
1 pound turkey sausage, sliced and cut in half
One yellow onion, chopped
Two cloves garlic, minced
11/2 bottles of Organic Marinara Sauce
1 14-ounce can artichokes, chopped
1 pint Roma or cherry tomatoes, sliced lengthwise
Fresh or shredded Parmesan cheese
Sea salt to taste
Pepper to taste
DIRECTIONS: *Prepare spaghetti squash and cook in the oven at 400 degrees for 40 minutes. *In skillet, brown turkey sausage in olive oil. *Add chopped onion and saute 5 minutes. *Add minced garlic and saute approximately 30 seconds
*Pour in Marinara sauce. *Add fresh herbs *Add chopped artichokes *Add Roma tomatoes *Stir in sea salt and pepper to taste *Bring to a boil and simmer 10 minutes. *String spaghetti, place into bowls and top with marinara sauce mixture. *Top with fresh or shredded parmesan cheese.
Enjoy every bite!
International Widow’s Day
I have always had an aversion to the word “widow” based on my previous experiences-associated with “the black widow” or other evil, poisonous associations. But, today, I was taken by an article suddenly appearing for my viewing from CNN, regarding stories expressed today by various “widows” throughout the world, regarding what it means to experience this sudden or forced entrance into the world of “widowry”.
I never had any desire of any sort to be a member of this group. I empathized frequently with friends, neighbors, etc. who were suddenly thrown into this distant group. But, I had never envisioned myself as an actual member.
I read the stories today with great interest. Though each of these ladies’ circumstances were so very different from mine, I did engage in a certain camaraderie with this group of women, who had never planned on partaking of this adventure, and had never envisioned life without their spouses (in my case, the absence of my best friend and partner of my soul).
I was blessed with six months to prepare for Billy’s death, though the unknown of the details of the arrival of “death” throughout those months, resulted in mental anguish and much turmoil, inhibiting our supposed preparation for that dreaded event.
In reading each of the stories of these “hero women” in this article, I realized the blessings of family in my situation, occurring in stark contrast to many of the painful, judgmental experiences of these women within their own cultures across the world. Some of these women experienced cruelty, rejection, and/or humiliation from family members, as a result of becoming a widow. This circumstance appears unimaginable in our culture, but it was a recurrent theme within the stories of the other women throughout the world. Unfortunately, many of us shared the themes of death and cancer in common. But, the reactions of cultural bias painted the darkest contrast in our situations.
I am thankful, that in my situation, I was graced with the enveloping of love from extended family members throughout our difficult journey of illness, comforting me still. However, this article has made me realize the importance and relevance of our reaching out to expand, understand, and assist women throughout the world, regardless of their circumstance, to successfully survive the frightening phenomenon of suddenly being a “widow”.
Therefore, I am attempting to change my perspective on being considered a part of this “widow” group. I find myself, now, being quite proud to join their ranks, being able to say “I was Loved so deeply” by my spouse and my family, and I am now aware of the circumstances of cultural change within the concept of “widow”, that all of us need to address in the future.
LIFE CHANGES IN BUT, A MOMENT
37 abundant moments
37 pauses and reflections of enduring love
37 enriched memories-two, as one
Discussions of wisdom and truth
Boys pure and delightful; creations of wonder
Family; four together; never to be separated
Always one for all and all for one
Love conquers all
Love seemingly gone in a flash, but etched in our minds and hearts forever.
Terry Grosvenor May 15, 2017
DANCING FIREFLIES BENEATH the MOON
The return of fireflies following our endurance race through weeks of rain
welcome fluttering fire lights
brightened by oversight of the moon’s brilliance
elusive flashes of sparkling wonder
location of next cluster, unpredictable
set against the black parade of massive ENTS hovering in the darkness
TMG June 20, 2016
Taco-filled Tortilla Bowls-TMG
These TACO TORTILLA BOWLS are delicious and perfect for busy parents:
12 flour tortillas
1 lb. ground beef or turkey
1 cup salsa
1 can black beans, (rinsed and drained)
Mexican shredded cheese
1 bunch red leaf lettuce
Guacamole (see recipe below)
Light sour cream
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Microwave tortillas 15 minutes, separated on paper plate.
Form tortilla into a bowl inside each large muffin cups with two folds on each side.
Crunch foil and place foil ball into the center of each tortilla bowl
Place tortilla bowl muffins into oven and bake for a total of 13 minutes.
While tortillas bake, brown meat and drain, if needed.
Season with kosher salt to taste, chili powder and pepper.
Pour 1 cup salsa into cooked meat mixture.
Boil and simmer 10 minutes.
Microwave black beans 3 minutes.
Add spoonfuls of meat and beans into each tortilla bowl, topped with Mexican cheese.
After cheese melts, add pieces of lettuce, guacamole mixture and sour cream.
3 avocados sliced and chopped (include one seed)
1/2 cup salsa
1/4 sliced/chopped onion
1 large lime, squeezed
1 fresh tomato chopped
THIS OLD HOUSE and ALL THAT LIES WITHIN IT!!!
Having just accomplished one of those “always projected to the future, major household, this old house, MUST DO NOWS” (i.e. rewiring our entire home electrical wiring that has survived all of the yearly natural corrosion , squirrel chews, etc. since 1938), we find ourselves surrounded by “STUFF”. “STUFF” is absolutely everywhere! You can imagine the look on my face, when told by our contractor: “Please empty this closet, so I can get my ladder into it when I return from lunch”!!!!! He was so very patient with me, but I was so horrified that all of that “stuff” had to make an appearance right in front of my face, and in every room, yet. And, although our huge job is finished and well done, I am still surrounded by “stuff” and loving being able to step into my little 1038 closets. A trivial problem, I know, but overwhelming on a daily basis, nonetheless! Of course, I don’t consider any of my creative materials stuff-hah!!!!!!!!! Where is my husband? He is hiding, of course. If you see him, please let me know.
We planted this magnolia tree (in front of the rock koi pond built by my grandfather), in honor of my parent’s anniversary. During rainstorms, which have been rare in the past and frequent the past few months in Texas, one of my favorite reflection times is observing the storm roll in from our front porch, the very same view my Grandma and Grandfather watched every evening in the glow of the yellow ceiling light. Today, the magnolia tree displayed its full beauty with two low blossoms, opening their soft, white petals to welcome the second coming of the rain:
Springtime Do-over: Return of the Waterfall & Lillies
After a two-month interval of no-blogging, no waterfall (due to a pump malfunction), slow-growing water plants without the fresh water of the waterfall, unhappy koi and life struggles, in general, HOPE PREVAILED. As a result, I am inspired to blog again, encouraged by the beautiful sight of sunshine, a lovely refreshing waterfall, happy koi, and a beautiful, blooming rose-purple lily. Our HOPE did not come to us without EFFORT. Thanks to the masterful problem-solving efforts of friend, Jerry Kiser, the new pump was successfully installed and all aquatic problems were subsequently resolved.
Life is good again for ALL of us:
PORCH SITTING WITH KOI
Porch Sitting with Koi
First time for lights
Conga line through aging lilies
Small to Medium
Two Generations floating in clear waters
Side dance from the first
FALL HAS ARRIVED—IT IS A FRESH POTATO SOUP EVENING!!
TK’s POTATO SOUP RECIPE:
7 red potatoes (baked in foil at 425 degrees, after rubbing with
olive oil, kosher salt and pepper), chopped in chunks
1/2 large onion chopped
2 large cloves garlic chopped finely
8 mini carrots chopped finely
1 small red pepper chopped
1 small green pepper chopped
3 T butter
Olive Oil for sauteing little veggies and rubbing potatoes
6-8 T flour
1 and 1/2 cups almond milk
1 container reduced sodium chicken broth
Several sprigs of fresh Rosemary
1 Tsp. Sage
1. Wash potatoes, remove any unsightly eyes, stab each potato twice
with fork or knife, rub in olive oil, sprinkle with kosher salt,
pepper and wrap in foil.
2. Bake potatoes at 425 degrees for 45 minutes.
3. Saute chopped onion, carrot, red pepper, and green pepper in olive
oil until tender. Add chopped garlic and saute a few minutes more.
4. Add kosher salt and pepper to taste.
5. Add flour and stir constantly. Add 3 T butter and stir constantly.
6. Slowly add milk, bring to a boil and stir 2 minutes until thickened
7. Add small chunk potatoes and 1 cup sour cream. Stir well and
ENJOY A WONDERFUL CUP OF POTATO SOUP!!
Heart Walk, 2015
No matter how difficult it might be to awaken early and head out to Nelson Park, my deep appreciation for my second chance always seems to drive me to participate in this meaningful event!
Four Dyess Airmen Lost in C130 Crash in Afghanistan
We salute your service and grieve with your families.
Space for Pottery
While attempting to care for our Shit-zu, Maxwell (recovering from major knee reconstruction) assisting him in mastering the odd spatial experiences resulting from wearing a bucket (Elizabethan collar) on his head, watering to keep plants that yearn for cool weather surviving in 89 degree October heat, leading 15-year-old Molly (our Pekingnese) and 16-year-old Mr. Buttons (half Pekingnese and half Shit-zu) in and out of the doors several times a day, calling repairmen to take care of “this old house”, card-making, writing letters, and performing other routine household tasks, I took time to enjoy several hours of pottery glazing with friend, DeAun, today. Glazing and painting: my relaxation, my happiness, my joy, amidst all of this somewhat self-created turmoil.
Pottery is a relationship between me and the clay; between me and my creative side.