A Lazy Saturday

I slept in until 6:30 a.m. this morning, which isn’t surprising, considering I was up until after midnight doodling about with who knows what. Where does the time go! I seem to be getting lazy, if you can call sleeping into 6:30 a

The air was close but comfortably cool, when I carried my morning coffee out the back porch. And it was quiet, the construction crews had not yet arrived at the new rental unit complex. The flowers are blooming, sun yellow Heliopsis, bright red Scarlet Runner Beans, yellow Giant Marigolds, orange Marigolds, purple Clematis, purple Echinacea, and white/pink/red Cosmos.

In the weeds that function as “grass” in our yard, a pecking Grackle was led here and there by wily insects, a Blue Jay sat on the back of a lawn chair, a chickadee rested on the fence above the lemon balm, and a robin hopped about on the neighbour’s yard behind us.

Time passed, birds came and went, sometimes singing. A breeze came up, died away, and came up again. I love early mornings.

It is stinking hot out there this afternoon, and will be hotter and stickier tomorrow and Monday. Attila manages to work in such heat, but I can only stay active for about five minutes before feeling ill. I don’t bother trying to be active on days such as this, as five minutes isn’t long enough to tackle anything much.

So, in this lovely little house with a thermostat, where the temperature does not waver far from 23C, I decided to bake and cook. I baked Pumpkin Muffins in the Nesco on the back porch, and a Beef Stew in the Instant Pot in the kitchen for my dinner. Attila barbecued chicken on the charcoal grill for himself.

The Beef Stew is my own recipe. I have some vintage organic, grass-fed stewing beef, that I had taken out of the freezer. After tossing around various ideas, I settled on the idea of a stew. There are no potatoes in the house, so I made the stew with cabbage instead. I cut the meat into very small pieces, sautéed it until it was cooked through, added chopped onions, vintage frozen celery, a half cabbage, chopped, a can of tomatoes, niblets corn, some herbs and macaroni. This was an experiment! The beef was cooked through during the sauté session, so I used the time required the pasta to cook the whole stew. The results were pleasing, so it was a relative success. The pasta was a little overdone, but not terribly so. I ate two bowls of the stew for dinner, it was the consistency of soup. This is a recipe worth working on, so I’ll be trying it again to tweak it. When I run out of vintage stewing beef I will make it with ground beef instead.

Worldly Distractions


Date: 6:00 PM EDT Saturday 4 August 2018
Condition: Mainly Sunny
Pressure: 101.8 kPa
Tendency: Falling
Temperature: 26.9°C
Dew point: 22.1°C
Humidity: 74%
Wind: SSW 21 km/h
Humidex: 36
Visibility: 19 km


This comment was made in response to a 98-year-old woman’s video, demonstrating a main dish she prepared and served during the Great Depression.

“Imagine in the future when all the tattooed millennials are old and teaching ppl how to make unicorn cupcakes.”


Pine Tree Trunk, March 20 2011

Pine Tree Trunk, March 20 2011

I wrote a whole post, got distracted looking at another site and closed the window for my entry by mistake. Poof! Gone forever. LOL

I’m looking out the windows this morning at a chilly world. It was -10C when I arose at 5:12 this morning, now it is a warm -2C, with a hint of sunshine, just enough sunshine to melt the snow that sits on the deck. Because it is so warm today, I have opened all the blinds, as heat loss from the windows is not a serious concern. With the blinds open it is like sitting in a treehouse, but warmer, a little bit warmer at least than it is outside, and not nearly so windy.

At breakfast we were serenaded by hollow rat-a-tat-tatting of a large pileated woodpecker, who is drawn to the pine tree in the front yard, that is, what is left of the pine tree in the front yard. The top thirty feet of the the pine tree came down in a wind storm a few seasons ago, destroying my little Argosy trailer when it landed directly on its roof. We left the remaining dead trunk standing, and it has evolved into a feeding station for woodpeckers of many kinds. Why buy bird feeders when the natural world takes care of its own. It isn’t pretty, this 30 foot rotting monument to the forces of nature. It is however, a great source of food for wildlife, so it stays. We like it that way.

While I was sitting at the computer a little later this morning, four blue jays flew into the cedar and the oak trees just outside the window. I heard no cry, more is the pity, because the cry of the blue jay is one of my favorite sounds.

Attila has been busy. He baked an apple crisp for my lunches this week, much appreciated. He has been outdoors collecting firewood for a noon firing of the masonry heater, since the house cooled significantly overnight. Attila is preparing our income tax forms today. He will prepare Coquille St. Jacques for dinner, a special treat, for no particular occasion, other than it is great to be alive and safe and surviving. I am baking bread, paying bills and keeping an eye on the news from Libya and Japan.

Worldly Distractions


Condition: Sunny
Pressure: 103.8 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: -2.0°C
Dewpoint: -9.0°C
Humidity: 59 %
Wind: SSE 9 km/h
Wind Chill: -5


“People with courage and character always seem sinister to the rest.”
Hermann Hesse
1877 – 1962