Yesterday was Earth
Day – the time for people of our world to work together to solve climate
change, end plastic pollution, protect endangered species and broaden, educate,
and activate the environmental movement across the globe. And, I hope someone in control of the universe
is actually trying to accomplish all those things. I hate to think what kind of world my great
grandchildren will inherit, otherwise.
To celebrate Earth Day, I picked up all the trash others throw
out their windows along my part of the street.
Grrrrrr – I do hope people that litter
spend their after-life having to pick up trash 24/7. I also walked my neighborhood to see what
others have growing in their yards.
Spent some time working in my own yard – mostly doing small
stuff – picking up all the sticks and branches the pecan trees throw down with
every small puff of wind, small amounts of weeding, planting, repotting, and
generally enjoying the outside.
This year my passion vine is finally growing with vigor. Last year it was still coming back from the
GREAT FLOOD OF 2017. I hope to have
flowers this year. And, I did find this
fellow happily munching leaves.
One day soon, this
will be a Gulf Fritillary
And other stuff . . .
Last week was one of those difficult weeks that just make
you tired, frustrated, prickly. I got
the 2nd pair of custom orthotics.
Long drive over to Victoria – “here you go and good bye” – long drive
home. Don’t help. Actually, make the problem worse
quicker. Argh! Had more than one
testy phone conversation. Double Argh! My internet service is acting up. Argh,
Argh, Argh!!! The wind blew – no gentle
April breezes, no, no we’re talking about blow-over-everything-in-the-yard wind. My windchimes about tied themselves into
knots. Just STOP – aarrrggghhh!!
Sunday, however, was nice.
My daughter came over from Katy and my two Texas grandchildren drove
over from San Antonio. My friend Bobby came
in from Boling and we all had a nice lunch and chit-chat time. Everyone got hit on the head with a Cascarone. Good luck, you know. I had confetti in my hair the rest of the
day!
While rooting around in a closet, I found a Squirrel Feeder, Michael had made years ago. I know, why
would you want to feed them, pests that they are. Normally, you’d put an ear of dry corn on the
nail but I didn’t have any of that. So,
I tried an apple. The squirrels ignored it
for 2 days and then …. Cool – maybe they’ll
leave my birdfeeder alone!
Today is English
Muffin Day. That’s good – I like
English muffins. And, just in case you’re
curious -
American muffins are baked breads
in small tins while “English” Muffins are something else. The batter is put into a ring mold resting on
a griddle, allowed to rise, and then it is browned on one side, flipped over
and cooked on the other.
If you order an English muffin in
England, you’d probably get a funny look – order a crumpet – that’s a bit
closer.
The bread we recognize as an English
muffin is actually an American original.
Samuel Bath Thomas opened his bakery in New York in 1880 after
perfecting the recipe.
While Thomas was the first to
create the English muffin as we know it, the style of bread — a round,
yeast-risen bread cooked in a ring mold on a griddle — dates back 1,000 years.
Hmmmm – think I’ll add English muffins to my grocery list.
23 Apr 2019
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