I am very happy to have put on the undercoat on the second half of our bedroom.
Do you think a crocheting grandmother might be dangerous? Unbalanced ? A terrorist ?
We had our first frost yesterday. I should bring in the squash and put the geraniums in the greenhouse.
Normally when you do something good, you feel good. So why are those who come back from war traumatized? When will we have peace training? I am shocked now as I remember even in Vacation Bible School we had the reds against the blues.
What I had for lunch: a can of mackerel in mustard sauce, some leftover potatoes, some tomatoes, two pieces of toast (my homemade bread) spread with mayonnaise, a glass of bubbly mineral water and a glass of red wine, followed by 20 grams of Lindt 85%. According to the color method, I am lacking in blues and greens. They are the colors I use the most when painting. But I think the eyes nourish a different part of me than the stomach.
This crocheted curtain may look intricate, but it is composed of simple basic units—just loops of thread put together in varying ways, slip, chain, single, double, treble, and so on. You could do a quadrillion stitch if your hook was long enough. I adapted a tablecloth pattern for this project.
The state of the world is very intricate and yet if we apply the basics, we can create a better one, a little bit at a time, just like crocheting a curtain, stitch after stitch. Our basic units are our divine gifts—love, speech, freedom, creativity and individuality. If we follow the pattern, be good (now there’s a simple design), we can construct a garden of Eden.
I am embarrassed to say, but there are a few mistakes in this curtain, not to mention weeds in the garden. That reminds me I still have work to do on myself.
For more entries on the theme of intricate, go to Picture Perfect.
The solution to poverty is not only a material one but also a spiritual one.
Wealth and poverty are relative, There will probably always be someone richer than you, someone poorer than you; however it seems to me that each human being should somehow have access to at least a strict minimum of food and shelter, hygiene. This we can do, if we put our minds and will to it.
It will only come about if we change our hearts and seek the well-being of all humans rather than exercising our greed.
A few mundane examples come to mind : If you are the owner of a rental property, why not set the rate at a medium price rather the highest the market will allow ? If you are an employer, why not reduce the difference between the salaries of the management and the workers? If you wish to dispose of goods that have value, why not give them to a charitable organization rather than dump them in the garbage? Click on http://www.thehungersite.com
When will we stop cutting the pie so as to get the biggest piece for ourselves?
The Creator asks us to be fair:
“you shall teach Truth,
you shall love My People,
you shall help the oppressed man against the oppressor,
the despoiled man against the despoiler ;
along with your brothers of the steppes, those who do not utter My Name, you shall establish equity.”
The Revelation of Arès 28/10b
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Here you can see a blue line which communicates to passing cattle stay where you are, continue your way, do not trample djd’s garden.
There is another line of communication, a yellow nerve, which I cannot photograph, but what it communicates is much more important. It says djd, put the hoe to work in your head and create a garden which does not fade.
It is the line of communication between the Creator and His messenger.
“ My Arm runs, It does not touch any boundary whatsoever.
Answer ! Why can My Eye see your eye ?
Your nerve is the yellow thread of My Nerve.”
The Revelation of Arès XXXIX/1-3
It seems to me to be like a science fiction movie where civilization has fallen to ruin but one person comes along who knows how these old machines work and fixes them up, gets things running again. It’s like the whole human race has fallen into decay but if we listen to God’s messenger, we can reactivate the circuits within.
For more entries on the theme of communication, go to Picture Perfect.
This bower is
A leafy shelter.
Its flowers bloom
Branches of solanum
Provide a resting place
Where sparrows come,
Enlivening our space.
For more entries on the theme of Rhyme Time, go to Picture Perfect.
Calories per cookie : 120
Fat per cookie : 7g
- 175 g (6oz) plain flour
- 125g (4 oz) unsalted butter
- 60g (2oz) caster sugar
- pinch of salt
- 2 level tablespoons coriander seeds, crushed
- baking sheets, buttered
1. Set the oven to Gas mark 3 or 160°C.
2. Tip the flour into the bowl of a food processor. Cut the butter into chunks and add to the bowl ; then add the sugar, salt and coriander seeds. Whiz until the mixture just start to bind together.
Alternatively, tip the flour into a bowl, then rub in the butter until the mixture starts to bind together, then stir in the sugar, salt and coriander seeds, and work the mixture into a dough.
3. Shape the dough into a round log shape, about 5-6cm (2-21/2in) in diameter. Slice through dough to give rounds. Place the rounds on the lined baking sheet and bake the cookies in the centre of the oven for about 15 minutes, until they are a light golden colour.
4. Remove the cookies from the oven and leave them to cool on the baking sheet for a few minutes, then transfer them to a wire rack and leave them to cool.
The cookies can then be stored in an airtight container for up to 3-4 days. Not suitable for freezing.
Copied from Woman’s Weekly
I doubled the recipe, used salted butter and skipped the pinch of salt.
My fellow students appreciated them and so did my husband. There is now one less than what you see in the photo above.
I have been observing myself, what a pleasure to have a cup of tea and a cookie in the afternoon. I think I missed that the most. It gives me the oompah to finish out the day. Today I am reveling in eating whenever, whatever, I want, a cookie mid-morning, chocolate before lunch. If it feels so good when it stops, is it masochistic? And yet, on another level, I feel strengthened and having earned the right to celebrate the effort made.