Weathered and Green

My relationship to plants becomes closer and closer. They make me quiet; I like to be in their company.  —Peter Zumthor

It’s been a busy two weeks. The time change always kicks my butt. On top of that, there were reports and projects for school, learning gobs of new things at work, putting the finishing touches on documents for an old job, bowling, dinner with Dad, and enjoying the company of an old friend recently in town. I plan to relax this weekend and walk with Patrón on the desert. She’ll love it, and I need to get outside. It’s been SO nice here.

Last weekend she and I took an extra-long walk and we found this well weathered piece of plywood with grass growing up through the holes. We went back the next day with the real camera (instead of the iPhone) and took a few more pictures. It’s easy to pass up this sort of thing. I’m so glad we were less fixated on the destination, and more intent on enjoying the journey.

weathered and green

How to Build an Omelet from Scratch

Breakfast is the best meal of the day; it gets your engine warmed and humming and gives you strength for the day.

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You can make breakfast interesting very easily. I love omelets and have one almost every day. That said, you can use any of these ingredients in a tortilla, on a potato, on rice, on toast, pancakes, or biscuits.

I love an omelet for breakfast. Until I had breakfast with my Dad in Florida, for his 50th High School Class Reunion, I didn’t really know how to make one easily. There are a few rules.

1) Use water, not milk, in your eggs. Milk will cause the eggs to stick if they won’t ordinarily.

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2) Use butter—not fake butter, like Country Crock. Use butter, margarine, and/or oil.

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3) Get the butter hot without burning it. Add your “fillers” and cook them. Don’t burn them; cook them slow if you need to.

4) Pour in the egg/water mixture and cook, either shaking the pan to move the egg and distribute it, or using a rubber spatula to push cooked egg to the middle, allowing the uncooked egg to pool around the edges to cook.

Despite thinking the fillers go on top of the egg after it’s cooked and the egg folded over it, these actually work best, cooked with the egg. The exception is the cheese. That does get put on after the egg and fillers are cooked. Here are a few ingredients I like, but the ingredients available to use is only limited by your taste and imagination. They include:

Peppers (sweet, hot, you name it)
Onions (sweet, green)
Chives, cilantro
Mushrooms
Meat (bacon, chicken, sausage, ham—whatever is left in the fridge from last night)
Asparagus, green beans, squash, tomatoes, whatever you like!

These are “fillers” for me:

After the omelet cooks, you will want to put on toppers. They might include:

salsa (any kind)
more of your favorite fillers
cilantro
more cheese
sour cream
cream cheese
yogurt (if you like the flavor)

These are toppers I like:

This is how I do it:

First get the butter hot. Then throw in the fillers to cook.

Second, when the fillers cook, pour in your beat egg. Shake it around and/or scrape it to the middle of the pan so more of the wet egg solidifies around the outer edges. Once everything done, add the cheese and let it melt. I very often turn off the heat at this point and do something else for a few minutes to give it a chance to melt and cool.

Third, slide the omelet onto the plate while folding it over.

Once all is done, you get to add the toppings!

Bon Apetit!

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How to Get Home From Debeque—Very Quickly

For Office Procedures, we were tasked with making a presentation for our class. I struggled a bit to decide what to do and came up with a video for making an omelet. My granddaughter visited and she shot the video and I’ve spent the rest of the afternoon trying to put it together. I give up. QuickTime is now on Saving — About 11,000 hours (and I know that’s not right), and I finally uploaded the four videos separately. I don’t have time for this, and for today, the learning curve is too great for so short a time to learn. So, I’ll learn this later and learn it well.

Meanwhile, I thought I might do this instead, but I don’t think I can get away with it. Still, Savannah and I had fun doing this. I saw this done well (better than this), and it was so much fun to watch. There was accompanying music that made it a lot more fun.

The canyon speed limit is anywhere from 50 to 65. I never go as slow as 50. The road is winding and it’s just fun to drive. It’s not fun if your vehicle doesn’t handle well, or you’re afraid of driving (and many people are), but if you love to drive and your vehicle hugs the road, it’s a great run.

 

What to Do?!

For the class I attend this semester, Office Procedures, my classmates and I are each tasked with making a presentation. We’re not allowed to use Powerpoint so I believe I’ll have to do a video, then figure out how to post it to my YouTube channel. I’ve done it before, but mostly of my silly Patrón, or a montage of photos I’ve taken.

The biggest challenge is to decide what to present to the class. I’ve presented HDR photography before, and that is fun. It has to be a relatively simple task since the entire presentation should take somewhere between five and ten minutes.

This morning I thought perhaps, if making a video isn’t too complicated, I might try demonstrating how to make an omelet. I also thought it would be possible to get a small burner and actually cook one in class.

Alternatively, I could demonstrate how to put drops in a dog’s eyes. The fact she does not like the process could make it that much more comical. The process includes straddling her so she can’t get away, then prying open her eye—a hair-width, if I can. I then hope some of the drops that hit her lashes ooze their way into her eye where it will do some good.

Perhaps I could show how to draw a sun. With a face.

Or change a photo to art using a filter package.

How to irritate Patrón? THAT should be pretty easy. I’ve had lots of practice.

Any ideas out there? I have until Monday to get it figured out and complete.

As irritating as it is that I don’t have any wonderful ideas, this will be fun—whatever the result. I’m excited to see what others produce.

Meanwhile, here are some close-to-the-ground photos. This is such a different perspective.

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tumbleweed

It was pretty warm on the days these were shot. It’s supposed to snow this weekend. In fact, I hear there’s supposed to be snow on the ground in the morning. I’d like that—and time to take some pictures.

Happy almost Friday!

Not All My Garden Is Flowers

It’s a beautiful Saturday and I have some fun tonight to look forward to. My friends and I (of many years), will have dinner and paint ceramics. I believe that is the plan. Perhaps included in the fun will be wine. Well, I’m involved; there will be wine.

Last night I spent a lot of time writing a note to a friend and my mind is mush today because of the effort to spill my thoughts in an organized way, to allow someone else a glimpse into my inner world. Doing that doesn’t come naturally and it’s not a stingy thing. It’s that there’s so much more interesting to know about you than I have to tell about me. But I think sometimes people misunderstand that lack of forthcoming information as a lack of trust in them. It is more an interest in their stories.

Last night I “friended,” on Facebook, someone who has recently piqued my interest. She’s a much younger person and I am sure we are misaligned in many key areas of discussion, but I have read some of her posts, and think she has a lot of wisdom to offer this world. She’s an old soul and I think she has a story to tell about why she is. She provided a brief glimpse into that possibility earlier this semester. She has spoken in class and she’s articulate and thoughtful, and I find myself drawn to discover what she will eventually offer the world. Whatever it is, it will be good. I’m excited to get to know yet another person, even if it is from the safe distance of a Facebook friendship.

I am so pleased to be in the class I now attend. It’s not a difficult class, but for the first time in a couple of semesters, I am not surrounded by middle-aged, entitled, and lazy women who were given this educational opportunity they don’t take as seriously as they should. I am now surrounded by motivated, bright, young and young-at-heart women who will eventually influence our world—and from whom I will learn a great deal if I keep my mind’s doors wide open.

Well. I need to get something done. I played with this flower in Topaz Labs’ Impression this morning. I believe I’ll eventually play with this one a lot. It is perfect.

Happy Saturday!

Roses Are Red

This Is Where I Live

I do love where I live.

TGIF!

Sunset Looking Northeast

Beautiful Western Colorado Weekend

Surely it will be winter again soon. But while it’s warm, I’ve taken advantage by getting Miss Patrón out for her walks. I think she’s slimming down, too. She and I went on a long one today and she never tired, so she’s doing better. I took these pictures yesterday, but I left the camera in the vehicle today. She got impatient with all the stopping we did yesterday. I owed her a real walk.

We walk on the desert behind the landfill. It doesn’t take a long time to get far enough out that it seems pretty remote. Yesterday, while we were walking, I saw something move in the distance. Since the landfill is not very far away, there are some pretty large ravens out there—but from a distance, I can’t really tell what I’m seeing. I’ve heard rumors of big cats, and I’ve seen wolves (or coyotes—I don’t know). So, I’m observant and cautious when I’m not sure. Since I walk alone (except for that silly dog who I believe would roll over and not help protect us), I’m not cavalier about the possibility of meeting wildlife. So, when I saw movement but couldn’t tell it was only a big bird, Patrón and I turned around. Once I got on top of a hill to look back, I saw it was actually a very large raven, dining on his catch. The pictures I took are below. While they didn’t turn out well, I’m posting them anyway. It was pretty fascinating to watch, but I about got an eye cramp waiting for that bird to move. He was pretty busy with his meal. Based on the number of times he took flight, I suspect he was trying to figure out how to transport his leftovers.

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Patrón, irritated at having to sit, rolled on the ground next to me, bumped my arm, and generally made a pest of herself.

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I’ve stopped, yet again, to snap a picture, and you can see she just can’t seem to believe I’ve stopped again.

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And again.

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I can safely say I drove her bonkers yesterday. It’s my job.

The weekend’s over. Back to work and school for me!

Have a good week!

How Can I Tell You?

It’s the little things I love.

  • To be so close that I’m almost on the other side of you.
  • To entwine your hands in mine.
  • To trace the contour of your face.
  • To massage my feet for no reason.
  • To express want without fear.
  • To caress my hair.
  • To hear my name spoken quietly.
  • To laugh.
  • To spend time together.
  • To hold you and feel your heart on my cheek.
  • To smell of you.
  • To care.

You’ve Seen a Lot of These Lately

I just can’t get enough. I am so in love with the moon right now. This picture was taken about 07:40 on Friday, February 6, 2015, as I was driving to work. (Don’t worry; I stopped by the side of the road to do this.) I had just walked Patrón, but had NOT taken the camera with me. The morning was gorgeous — pink clouds east and west. And the moon. I always notice the moon.

Moonset in the ’Hood.

Moonset in the ’Hood.

I recently bought a refurbished camera with a 50x zoom and a lens that is non-removable. (I got a REALLY good price, or I wouldn’t have—check Canon’s refurbs.) I want to have a camera I can have with me at all times to capture sunsets, moon rises, and anything that strikes my fancy. I can leave this one in the vehicle. It is often when I’m driving from one end of town to the other—not on a photo journey, as such—that I see” the best shots. This will be somewhat better than the iPhone.

Here’s some pink from the iPhone.

There was never a night or a problem that could defeat sunrise or hope.

~Bernard Williams

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Pink

Gotta love Western Colorado.

Happy Sunday evening!

I Count Myself Lucky, Indeed

I found this quote yesterday while looking for another one. In my case, it is so true. With the view I have of each sunrise, I’ve indeed won a lottery. They’re always different, and even the grey ones do not disappoint.

I count myself lucky, having long ago won a lottery paid to me in seven sunrises a week for life. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com

Sunrise

Sunrise

Daytime Moon

It rained most of the day, today. It snowed somewhere close, but not here. When the clouds parted, they hung low over the surrounding mountains. While looking at the clouds hugging the horizon, I noticed the moon, high in the sky. It will be full soon. Meanwhile, it sure was pretty playing peek-a-boo with low-slung clouds. In the distance, a jet left a trail that I didn’t notice until after I had taken the picture.

A cloudless plain blue sky is like a flowerless garden.
~Terri Guillemets

Moon, Cloud, Vapor Trail

Moon, Cloud, Vapor Trail

Patrón E. Baloney

Meet Patrón. She’s My other dog; another pup my son left with me. She and I went for walks this weekend to tire her and distract her a little from the loss of her “brother,” Brutis. She’s restless and not sleeping well since we lost him. I don’t think she’s eating well either, but she can use a little less food (like her “mom”). 🙂

She’s a good girl and a happy girl and loves to have her belly rubbed. She comforts me when I cry. She is afraid of the vacuüm cleaner, too. If I ever need to get her outside voluntarily, all I have to do is start that thing. While Brutis was afraid, he always stayed close to protect me from that horrible machine, just in case. Patrón feels no such responsibility. She runs and disappears for as long as I’m pushing that machine through the house.

Brutis was a nervous boy and wasn’t all that friendly to other people or animals—although he was a love to me and a select few others. I imagine a lot of his nervousness was because of me and my worry about what he might do. Over the years, I kept him protected from situations where he’d be uncomfortable. While I was happy to do that for him, it kept us from doing as many things as we might have over the years. Patrón and I can travel and visit and I won’t have to worry about her snapping at someone because she’s afraid. She’ll roll over and invite you to rub her fat ol’ belly. She is a friendly little girl, and I can take her anywhere. Now I will.

I miss Brutis so much, but I have Patrón to entertain me and keep me company. She’s a really sweet girl. And, she’s a funny girl, too. She has beautiful markings and reminds me of a lion, the way she lopes and swings her head back and forth. She also has a tuft of long hair just at the top of her shoulders.

In this picture, I tried to capture the “hunter” in action—but every time I hit my knees to get a face-on shot of her at a distance, she ran back and threatened to slobber on my lens.

Patrón

Patrón

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