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there were rainbows that day
Sep. 6th, 2012 10:34 pmRainbows
( prelude: a train )
The ninja girl and I were reminiscing about walks between worlds that we took in England, when the ninja girl was only six and seven years old. "Do you remember," I asked, "When we walked along footpaths through fields and woods, to get to the festival in Netherbury? I really did feel like we were coming out of faery and crashing a human celebration."
"I remember it was a very long walk, and we found a pheasant feather," she said.
"Do you remember going to the Stoke Abbott street fair and getting your face painted so beautifully?" I asked.
"Yes," she said. "there were rainbows that day."
Rainbows, plural.
I didn't remember about the rainbows.
Then we remembered how, while we were living in England, she took it into her head to help our neighbors with the morning milking. (They had a herd of dairy cows.) Without telling anyone her plan, she got out of bed, pulled on clothes, climbed over a tumbledown spot in a stone wall, and walked into their dairy barn, announcing that she was there to help. The wife let her hose down the floor.
wild Concord grapes
You can get drunk on the scent of Concord grapes, I'm sure. And probably somewhere someone will try to charge you for it, like the greedy tempura shop owner who tried to charge the poor student for flavoring his rice with the scent of the tempura.
Here is something else you can do with wild Concord grapes: Make a pie.
you take the skins off but...
you save them (they're on the left), and after the pulp is cooked and the seeds strained out, you add them back in
finished pie (not quite enough pie crust for the top)
delicious
wonderful research tool
A site that will give you high and low tide, predicted fish activity, and sunrise and sunset and moonrise and moonset, for coastal locations all around the United States. It's tides4fishing.com
So now I can know exactly when the houses in Mermaids Hands are floating and when they're resting on the mudflats. I know what moon M-- is looking at and whether she's getting up in the dark or daylight--all thanks to one site.
( prelude: a train )
The ninja girl and I were reminiscing about walks between worlds that we took in England, when the ninja girl was only six and seven years old. "Do you remember," I asked, "When we walked along footpaths through fields and woods, to get to the festival in Netherbury? I really did feel like we were coming out of faery and crashing a human celebration."
"I remember it was a very long walk, and we found a pheasant feather," she said.
"Do you remember going to the Stoke Abbott street fair and getting your face painted so beautifully?" I asked.
"Yes," she said. "there were rainbows that day."
Rainbows, plural.
I didn't remember about the rainbows.
Then we remembered how, while we were living in England, she took it into her head to help our neighbors with the morning milking. (They had a herd of dairy cows.) Without telling anyone her plan, she got out of bed, pulled on clothes, climbed over a tumbledown spot in a stone wall, and walked into their dairy barn, announcing that she was there to help. The wife let her hose down the floor.
wild Concord grapes
You can get drunk on the scent of Concord grapes, I'm sure. And probably somewhere someone will try to charge you for it, like the greedy tempura shop owner who tried to charge the poor student for flavoring his rice with the scent of the tempura.
Here is something else you can do with wild Concord grapes: Make a pie.
you take the skins off but...
you save them (they're on the left), and after the pulp is cooked and the seeds strained out, you add them back in
finished pie (not quite enough pie crust for the top)
delicious
wonderful research tool
A site that will give you high and low tide, predicted fish activity, and sunrise and sunset and moonrise and moonset, for coastal locations all around the United States. It's tides4fishing.com
So now I can know exactly when the houses in Mermaids Hands are floating and when they're resting on the mudflats. I know what moon M-- is looking at and whether she's getting up in the dark or daylight--all thanks to one site.
