Thursday, September 10, 2026

Tart Cherry Sorbet

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1/2 cup sugar
1 cup water
1 teaspoon lemon juice
1/2 teaspoon mint extract
2-1/2 cups just tart cherry juice without added ingredients

Cook sugar and water in a nonreactive saucepan till sugar is dissolved. Remove from heat and add remaining ingredients. Freeze in saucepan till mixture begins to solidify. Break up mixture with a fork as it freezes. When mixture is almost frozen, transfer to individual freeze safe containers, cover and freeze. Remove from the freezer 1/2 hour before serving. So delicious 

Wednesday, September 9, 2026

Two Boats, Not What You Think

Two Boats, Not What You Think

I thawed out a package from our basement freezer.
The label said two boats.
Gary and I both wondered what it was.
I opened the package today and it was
two zucchini boats previously stuffed and frozen.
It did not freeze well, even though double wrapped.
We had to throw it out.
Don't think I'll be freezing zucchini ever again.
Apparently the water content does something
which makes the zucchini inedible.
Live and learn.

(painting by Texas artist Mark Montague
"Two Boats Racing")

Tuesday, September 8, 2026

Butterflies


Butterflies






















Here's a butterfly tray I had years ago.
The butterfly wings are utilized in a display.
This practice may seem cruel but butterflies only live a short time
and here their wings have been revered in a piece of art.
Meanwhile I'm enjoying all the butterflies fluttering about in my garden.

Monday, September 7, 2026

Labor of Love, Cutting Our Cat's Toenails


Labor of Love, Cutting Our Cat's Toenails

It's a real chore cutting our cat's toenails.
When I try to cut them, he tries to bite me.
I finally got them all cut a few at a time,
with long breaks between cutting the nails of each foot.
Of course there he is all innocent looking,
lounging on the porch on the raised bed we got for him
That's my labor of love for Labor Day.
Proud of myself for that small but mighty accomplishment,
and Bonkers is always happy after his nails are cut.