It snowed last night; not much in terms of what’s on the ground – less than 3-inches of the white stuff. Today the sun bounces off the glistening white; I see the tall, now bare trees, swaying in the wind and every once in a while a gust tosses the powder-sugar-like stuff from our roof through the air and onto a new landing spot. It feels very much like I’m on the inside of a snow globe – and I’m grateful to be inside the globe instead of outside the globe because tonight’s temperature is expected to be 7 degrees. Far too early for winter as it’s just the week before Thanksgiving. Somebody hold me.
And here we are, Wednesday, the first Wednesday of November 2013 in fact. The fall-colored yellow, red and oranges leaves of our trees frame our windows with a canopy of brightness; they cling to gnarled branches before floating to the ground in wispy groupings before turning a caramel-colored brown and are mulched into the lawn for the season. 2013 has been a grand year, albeit travel-heavy, but the work has been rewarding.
This is a post I’ve wanted to write for a while now because almost two years ago, The Professor and I completed a mini-kitchen update and streamlined our pantry into one area. Before then, we had pantry items stored on shelves in our basement, on a shelf above the stairs leading to the basement, on shelves in our studio area, an extremely deep pantry, and non-functional cabinet in the kitchen and anywhere else we found empty. There are just two of us. I may need an intervention.
And suddenly, it was September. The Professor and I are home this month and we’ve been taking advantage of ‘no travel’ by tidying up our abode – fresh paint on walls, dusting everything in the rooms from floor to ceiling and moving furniture around. I don’t know if there’s such a thing as ‘fall-cleaning’ but if there is, this is what we’ve been doing.
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Musical pairing – Holy Moses by Washington
This is one of those recipes I’ve wanted to share for a couple of years now; the anticipation of fall and the harvesting of concord grapes makes me feel nothing less than giddy. But Concord grape season is short, my attention span is short and one of three things has happened: (a) I completely miss said Concord grape season, (b) I remember Concord grape season but can’t find any at my local store and (c) by some miracle I actually remember Concord grape season, find said Concord grapes and make this fabulous recipe . . . but then I forget to take photos . . .
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Musical pairing – Here We Go Again by Ray Charles with Norah Jones
Guys, I’m going to out myself here and say that I am bone-tired. My brain is fried, my body’s ‘get-up-and-go, got-up-and-went;’ I’m staring at a calendar that says next week is Thanksgiving, four weeks later it’s Christmas, then New Year’s . . . and hello 2013. Hold me, I’m having a Linda Blair moment . . .
The Professor and I love visiting the West Coast and it’s not until I’m actually there breathing salty water, watching the boats bob about and hearing the screech of the seagulls that I realize how much I miss it.
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Musical pairing – So Small by Carrie Underwood
My oldest son and his family moved to Indiana last month; the last year without Alice has been difficult and everyone felt they needed a new start – new job, new home, new beginning, moving forward. So they packed up their house in New Hampshire, along with Alice’s brother, Doug, 3 Labrador dogs and hit the road heading West to Indiana.
The Professor and I are in beautiful Seattle once again – we’re finishing up a couple of projects with Shauna and Danny and had the pleasure of spending a Saturday visiting friends for a day of cider pressing.
‘Twas the week of Thanksgiving and not a single thing was ready . . . but the sun was about to rise . . . still in our pajamas, we grabbed the cameras, jumped in the car and headed down the road . . .