Archive for April, 2019

Taking a Blog Break

I hope some time I will return. Nothing dire. My heart seems to have gone out of this enterprise.

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Notre Dame Paris on Fire april 2019


Yesterday was such a heartbreaking one for millions of people, all over the world, of many nationalities and religions.

I was in Notre Dame on Easter weekend of 1974, when we were living in Germany. I am so sorry I never returned to Paris, though I have been in France.

A blog I read, From the House of Edward, wrote what I found to be the best expression of what needs to be said about this tragedy:




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This morning at breakfast I spotted a flash of movement to the left, on the deck. A hawk, a red shouldered hawk, had landed. I see them from time to time in the yard, every few months, but never so close as on the deck. And then a few moments later the male, perched on the head of my St. Francis statue, was joined by a female. Most of the time I could not get a reasonable photo with my I pad, because the blinds were over the window and I was afraid moving myself to a better spot would spook the hawks into flight. A few times the female flew onto the deck  table and the roof and I could get a shot through the patio doors. Very exciting. I hope they will nest somewhere nearby. I love all the wild life that exists in our area, probably encouraged by the National park nearby.

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Such poor photos for what I saw…The peachier, redder, male is visible in the left window pane and you can make out St. Francis beneath him….

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Sorry I did not capture such an exciting moment with better images!

Your can read more about Red Shouldered hawks here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red-shouldered_hawk


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Ramps – A Memory

A blog I read every day made mention of ramps this morning and triggered some long ago memories. Memories of more than 40 years ago.

In the spring of 1975 my husband and I bought our first home in Richfield township just a bit north of where I am now. We were nearly a year back from our time living in Germany where Paul had worked at the university of Stuttgart, perhaps technical university at the time. We were expecting our first child and six weeks before her due date in late April we found out Paul’s sister Vilma had sold the house her mother was living in (we were living with her) and we would have to move out six weeks after our baby was born. I do wish she had told us this was about to happen, although we had been saving our money for a down payment. But we found a house we could afford on a street called Fox Run. Run is a word which means small creek in these parts. Our back yard adjoined part of Furnace Run Park. Fox Run ran into Furnace Run….https://www.summitmetroparks.org/furnace-run-metro-park.aspx

So one day, before we had moved in, we went to The Daffodil Trail and began walking toward our new home through the valley and woods. It took about an hour to get there.

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Fairly soon we had to walk across a log over Furnace Run. What was I thinking of? Eight months pregnant and balancing my way sideways on a one log bridge over the creek with Paul beside me. Part way across we saw some people down on the valley floor, picking something from the muddy flood plain. Curious, we called out to ask what they were doing. “Picking ramps,” they replied. They went on to tell us how delicious they were. Their family came to gather them ever spring.

Ramps, I learned later, are Allium tricoccum.  Some people call them wild leeks or wild garlic. They didn’t seem to be the same plant I had seem in Germany called “wald lauch”. That might have been this:  https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kiel-Lauch and people didn’t want to eat it.

Years later ramps became quite a fashionable food, though difficult to find. My friend Rosalie Steiner (  https://thickethouse.wordpress.com/2016/05/15/remembering-rosalie/) gave me some plants from her farm in Ashtabula and I grew it for a time. But it was never a favorite with us. We liked “real” leeks and shallots and onions best.

What was lovely about reading of them this morning was remembering being 44 years younger and the excitement of our first home and our first baby.

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Tea Party!

What a difference it makes when the sun is shining! Today has been beautiful. I am seeing my daffodils begin to show yellow in the bud. Hope is coming!

Could you comment on whether you see a lot of ads on my blog, please. Someone mentioned that they did and I am considering upgrading to prevent this. Let me know.

Yesterday Alice and I went to Macaron Tea Room which was a birthday gift for me (my birthday is late January, actually).

It was so much fun. At one point a camera man for our local CBS station came and filmed us. There was also a mother with her twin daughters of about six years having tea and as we left a woman about Alice’s age came in with her mother. I sense a trend!

We each got the Afternoon Tea from their menu. One of the things we liked a lot was a Ukrainian Cheese salad tea sandwich. Hungarians have a cheese spread but it is completely different from this one. We couldn’t figure out the ingredients and they would not share them, either. And no joy online…Intriguing! And I had never had a macaron and loved the one I had yesterday! We both had elder flower tea but felt it was too much like chamomile and not much like the lovely fragrance and flavor of elder flower. Next time we will probably try something else from their long list of teas.

Experiences seem like such a better gift than things at this stage of my life, unless it is something really needed.

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The scones were also especially delicious and served with the little dish of lemon curd, clotted cream and strawberry jam.

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