Bom dia, cafe por favor

To know a second language is to enter another world.    My morning began with coffee, faux apple pie oatmeal, and some hard-core Portuguese lesson. So, for all my lovely oatmeal connoisseurs. Date Inspired Apple Pie Oatmeal: 1/2 c. oatmeal 1 c. water dash salt 1/2 chopped apple (I used Gala, but any other sweet…

Winter’s Casement: Poetry

    The trees whisper silence.   The mockingbird has left. Death. A still throbbing Silence Mourns the rampant winter. The trees, torn from a raging wind Lay silent  Cased in their icy tomb.  

How Not to Make Coffee-

My trials began at 6:01 am, in making Ethiopian coffee started today as I wrangled a ginger root. This darned Ethiopian coffee has me by the neck, I’m telling you!  After slicing a nickel sized sliced of ginger I gingerly dropped it into my pot of boiling water and coffee grounds. Previously, I had added…

Killing Dreary Winter Days with XHIT and Veggies!

Thank you so much for the XHIT workouts posted on youtube. Let me tell you I LOVE THEM! I’ve been killing it recently with their ab workouts, most of which I can do as they don’t require my feet. Ha, that is still QUITE  an ordeal. though yesterday I was so elated to finally meet…

You Scream, I Scream, We all Scream for Ice Cream!

The smell of icecream wafted from my oven as white crystals formed on my windows. The kitchen was toasty despite the frigid weather. Today, as my dad would say, is a good day to stay in the wigwam and leave the buffalo alone. My thoughts precisely. As, I was describing my baking ventures today I made…

5:45 the Writer Wakes: El Yunque

The cheerful ringing of the chimes outside my door wakes me. Sitting up I yawn languidly and think pleasant thoughts of coffee, scones, and my hike through El Yunque National Forest. It seems ages since I drifted into this memory, floating still in my head like a balloon without a string. It was quite a trek…

Thick Snow and Flannel

As I rolled over to look at my clock the chilly morning fell upon the house. The dawn came like a newlywed bride timidly awaiting her guests at the reception. The morning snowfalls listlessly surrounding the orchards stubble and the trees are cloaked like angels. The chilly weather called for flannel, not just any flannel but…

Hot Tea and Camel Soap

It all started with tea.   A sweet blend of cloves and orange spice brightened my day around 4:00… Wait, perhaps this should be night? morning? And a luscious camel milk soap, which leaves quite a lovely scent, mind you. I do find it quite refreshing. This morning I awoke to a soft patter outside my window….