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A New Tradition is Born!
Fondue Night! I’ve seen photos all over the internet about fondue and I was curious. I had visions of glam hippie models from the seventies sitting on the floor dipping skewers into cheese pots, their long silky hair dripping over their shoulders through rays of filtered sunlight shining between the boston ferns hung in chunky macramé plant hangers…all with that sepia tint of old film of course! I have such a good memory of the 70s! They are so clear! I was uh…eight. Heh. Anyway it was a romantic day dream.
But guess what? Fondue is totally fun! Caloric but worth it. Dipping things in a communal pot? Who knew?!! It’s like a game and you have to have patience! Don’t mix up your sticks! We had a blast.
You need to see that one funny one of my grandma closer don’t you?
Caught! Forever on instagram! I love my Grandma. She’s so funny. She knows how to enjoy herself. Now I just hope that chocolate didn’t make her too sick to show up for Thanksgiving dinner today!
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Dear Garden
Hello rainy wet backyard garden. You are so pretty and overgrown.
It’s going to be a citrus-tastic spring I see. Your branches are heavy with fruit and we still have months to go until Spring.
So green, so lush, so in need of some tender-loving care. If only I had the days to while away with you…
The tangelos are turning color already.
The tomatoes are sadly draining of color. I miss them already.
I might get a few more slices for breakfast here and there but they just aren’t the same as summer…Oh summer, you were so good to us this year.
Someone needs to let Mt. Cherry Tomato know that summer is over. That’s a whole lotta effort for nothing.
Oh Hello Beauty! What are you good for? I do nothing and you thrive and thrive and thrive. If only I could make jam with your berries.
My little helper will miss you too. She will NOT like being an apartment kitty I think. Maybe we’ll leash train her. Ha.
Sigh…Oh Garden, I’m going to miss you when I move. It’s hard to get excited about you now that I know that you won’t be mine forever. I hope whoever has you next loves you as much as I do.
