Friday, September 22, 2017
Monday, September 18, 2017
Sights and Smells of Fall
I was born in New Mexico and have spent most of my adult life in Texas. This time of the year, though, my heart and senses go back to New Mexico. There are autumn sights and smells that are uniquely New Mexican and even though I love my Texas, I miss these things:
Chile-red or green, roasted or hung in ristras. The smell of roasting green chile signals the beginning of green chile harvest and the end of summer. Several years ago, we visited New Mexico and bought 90 lbs. of green chile. We roasted it ourselves and froze it. It's given us a taste of home and I'm just now using the last of it. Still good and delicious!
These are called ristras-an old method of drying chiles by stringing them together and hanging them up. Many New Mexico kitchens have one hanging up.
Apples! There are a number of apple orchards in the mountains of New Mexico. When we returned to live there for an 8 year period 30 years ago, we went to pick apples in the fall. They smell and taste so good because they are tree ripened. The town of Velarde, NM was established in 1598. (That's right, 1598!) The Velarde family still farms there and grows many things, among them fastastic apples! My husband worked with a member of the family and we enjoyed visiting Velarde to buy apples.
Hmmm. I think I want an apple now, and maybe I'll make something with green chile for dinner!
Monday, September 11, 2017
Wednesday, September 6, 2017
Trying to Catch Up With September!
I'm late in rejoicing over September finally arriving. It heralds the start of my favorite time of year, albeit my most emotionally challenging time of year. Yesterday was the 10th anniversary of my amazing dad taking up residence in Heaven. I usually dream about him this time of year and am dragging a bit emotionally, but I'm better today. He was 91 and happy and ready to go and that's a lot more than many people get to be. Next month marks the 20th anniversary of my mom's move to Heaven. Happy to know they are together in the presence of God, but miss them-especially this time of year.
From the Kindergarten front lines: our grandson did really well his first week after a rocky start. However, he assumed that because he didn't go to school this past Monday, (Labor Day holiday) that Kindergarten was over. He was not a happy camper yesterday morning. He refused to do the work and was a real pill yesterday. After a long talk with his mom and dad and doing all his school work that was sent home, he was cheerful and ready to go this morning. Hoping that will continue!
We're having real fall weather this week-cool temperatures and the beginnings of what will be autumn leaves. If only it wasn't (seemingly) ideal weather for hurricanes and wildfires. Lots of people to pray for right now. Well, enough of my ramblings-guess I'd better go and see where the hens have hidden their eggs today! (Another post for another day!)
From the Kindergarten front lines: our grandson did really well his first week after a rocky start. However, he assumed that because he didn't go to school this past Monday, (Labor Day holiday) that Kindergarten was over. He was not a happy camper yesterday morning. He refused to do the work and was a real pill yesterday. After a long talk with his mom and dad and doing all his school work that was sent home, he was cheerful and ready to go this morning. Hoping that will continue!
We're having real fall weather this week-cool temperatures and the beginnings of what will be autumn leaves. If only it wasn't (seemingly) ideal weather for hurricanes and wildfires. Lots of people to pray for right now. Well, enough of my ramblings-guess I'd better go and see where the hens have hidden their eggs today! (Another post for another day!)
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