I think these are allium.
I think these are allium.
This was the question showing on the cell phone of the waitress in the restaurant I chose for lunch. She was trying to use a translation app to refine my order.
Turns out the answer to that question was “well done”, it seems to have meant “how do you want your steak cooked?” Live and learn.
Palo Verde means “green stick” the plant, as I mentioned in a previous post has green branches so it can photosynthesize when it is estivating. It also has cheerful and charming yellow flowers.
Last week one of the Daily Post prompts was nuance. I suddenly remembered it reading the weather forecast. At least the temperatures listed are almost all over 40…and they aren’t predicting snow.
We go to Mount Rainier to stay at Paradise almost every summer. It is a place that is both the same and different every year. Mostly one goes up from Paradise to the higher elevations with meadows of wildflowers and unimpeded views of The Mountain. Last year we took a loop hike from Paradise down to Reflection Lakes and Narada Falls.
The combination of woods and lakes and waterfalls with some mountain views has a charm of its own: a bit gentler and less stark than the mountain all on its own. The hike is also a bit less strenuous than the ones to the higher elevations (the down side is that it is downhill going out and uphill going back so the hard part is at the end of the day).
The Road Taken
It’s kind of cold and miserable. I say “kind of” because it isn’t really all that cold, or perhaps even all that miserable. The birds are coming in for spring, you can hear them singing, but the temperatures are still pretty close to those of a refrigerator. There are many buds, waiting for a little warm sunshine to burst forth.
My horoscope today was prescient “Settle somewhere cozy and quiet.” It rained, it hailed, it snow-mixed-with-rained, then it rained again. I have to go out to walk the dogs a few times so I can’t stay in all the time (my grandma’s dogs are staying with me and I don’t have a fenced yard so we go for walks four times a day, some longer and some shorter).
Cee’s Share Your World questions for this week:
Ever ran out of gas in your vehicle? Yes, once about 33 years ago. I was so embarrassed. I had been driving my dad’s car for quite a while and gotten used to its gas gauge, where empty was nowhere near empty. I bought a new to me car, and it’s gauge meant empty when it said empty. I couldn’t figure out what the heck was wrong with it when it faded out on me. Since then I never let the gauge hit empty, as soon as I see the quarter tank mark I start looking for gas. But today I couldn’t face being out in the cold so I went home instead of looking for gas so I could finish my long list of errands…the rest of this story falls under being grateful.
Which are better: black or green olives? I don’t care about color or national origin, I like them all. When I was young I liked the black ones best because I could put them on all my fingers. Now it depends on the accompanying food. Here are some of my favorites:
If you were a great explorer, what would you explore? Right now somewhere sunny has appeal. Seriously: every place you go has something interesting about it, and so do most subjects. One thing I find very interesting is to go to a place and learn about what shaped how it is. Geology, geography, biology (flora and fauna), human history all interact together in very different ways in different places.
Quotes List: At least three of your favorite quotes? I got stuck on this one. It’s the kind of question I can sometimes answer quickly but today drew a blank.
Here are three I have long liked:
“It does not do to leave a live dragon out of your calculations, if you live near him.” J.R.R. Tolkien
Right now, as I try to clean out my basement, “Hang spring cleaning!” (also from the Wind in the Willows) resonates.
Gratitude: It was an okay week. But for real gratitude: Today I went out shopping, my gas tank was at about 1/8 tank and the light had just come on. After running two errands I decided I had had enough and didn’t want to get chilled pumping gas, so I went home. Less than a half hour later it began to hail, then it snowed. I was very grateful that I wasn’t out in it trying to get home (we live at the bottom of a steep hill).
Looking ahead: I don’t have much on the docket this week, so I am hoping to take things slow and get through some of the piles in the basement so we have some space to move around back there. If it gets a bit warmer I’d like to get my roses pruned.
Today has been a bit drippy and out of focus.
My responses to Cee’s Share Your World questions:
When you cut something with scissors, do you move your jaw (as if you were about to chew)? No. I sew, and for many years now I have used special scissors with springs in them that do not aggravate my wrists. When I was in my late 20’s or early 30’s I had a serious bout of pain caused by repetitive motion which lead to chnging scissors and ceasing to hand quilt. I’m so thankful that we are living in times where there are so many nifty inventions that make sewing and other arts and crafts easier than they once were.
Do you chew your pens and pencils? No. My peculiar pencil/pen habit is that I have to hold one to think. I don’t do this as much as I used to (maybe I don’t think as much), but I have been known to type left handed so I can jot or sketch things down with my right hand.
Are you a collector of anything? If so what? Good question. I have a few collections: rubber stamps, fabric, dolls, and lots and lots of books; however, I do not actively collect anything. The rubber stamps were originally gifts, since I do occasionally make cards and gift tags I added a few stamps and fancy accouterments like embossing powders and a heat gun. The dolls are from my childhood (when I did collect them) and live in a chest since I have no display space. The fabric is from when I sewed more than I do now. These days I try to do “challenge sewing” where I challenge myself to sew from my stash without extra purchases (extra points if I don’t buy thread or buttons). We do read, about anything and everything. The only thing the books have in common is that they are on paper. We’ve never made the move to electronic books. As a result of the books we also have an eclectic collection of book shelves.
What size is your bed? Full (a.k.a., double). We like space to walk around and we live in a small house. This is only possible at this point because Ginger has short legs. If both dogs and the cat could get up on the bed, we might have to rethink our strategy. For now only the cat is allowed on the bed. (Technically we do not have any dogs, but my grandmother’s are staying with us indefinitely.)
Gratitude: Last week was a blur, but it ended well, after a grueling drive to and through Portland (5 hours versus the normal 3.5), we had a lovely visits with an old friend in Beaverton and my sisters in Oregon City. Finally got to go out on the sailboat they have had for over a year now. There wasn’t much wind but Stephanie took us to see some cool houseboats around Hayden Island.
We brought Grandma’s pups home with us. They’ve been hanging out in Oregon since the holidays while we took our trip to South America. It’s more work to have them around, but puppy love is a wonderful thing.
Looking ahead: This week’s goal is to catch up on the home front…and I am planning a trip to China this spring. Planning is always a lot of fun. Having an outing to look forward to helps me stay positive in the face of chilly, grey drippiness and stubborn, willfully misguided relatives.
Here’s hoping your world is as happy as mine!
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