Monday, February 28, 2022

cake and place mats and a clean up day

i've been enjoying our beautiful place mats from san which arrived saturday.  her work is so lovely, the stitches so fine and sure. (sewing skills are not my forté - my machine always ends up eating all the bobbin stitches so that i end up with a matted mess which is why i'm often in awe of people's skills with a machine - and with a needle as i always manage to prick myself and so relate to the expression "all thumbs.")
(thank you san!)

i've also been eating many slices of whole wheat flax seed banana bread from the new cafe in the neighborhood . . some furry little creature is also very interested in it . . 

in braiding sweetgrass i'm reading the chapter about franz dolp, an oregon resident who began a project of planting an old growth forest on a patch of logged out timberland in the oregon coast range. his home in the midst of this forest is now part of the spring creek project for nature, hosted by oregon state university, corvallis:
 
 . . his ambitions ranged beyond physical restoration. as franz wrote, 'it is important to engage in restoration with development of a personal relationship with the land and its living things.' in working with the land, he wrote of the loving relationship that grew between them: 'it was as if i discovered a lost part of myself.'
(from page 285)

kimmerer goes into depth with the intricacies of the relationship between soil, sun, roots, leaves and water to once again nourish the land into a renewable existence, after it has been stripped bare by the logging industry:

industrial forestry, resource extraction, and other aspects of human sprawl are like salmonberry thickets--swallowing up land, reducing biodiversity and simplifying ecosystems at the demand of societies always bent on having more. in five hundred years we exterminated old-growth cultures and old-growth ecosystems, replacing them with opportunistic culture. pioneer human communities, just like pioneer plant communities, have an important role in regeneration but they are not sustainable in the long run. when they reach the edge of easy energy, balance and renewal are the only way forward, wherein there is a reciprocal cycle between early and late successional systems, each opening the door for the other.
 
the old growth forest is as stunning in its elegance of function as in its beauty. under conditions of scarcity, there can be no frenzy of uncontrolled growth or waste of resources. the "green architecture" of the forest structure itself is a model of efficiency, with layers of foliage in a multilayered canopy that optimizes capture of solar energy. if we are looking for models of self-sustaining communities, we need look no further than an old-growth forest. or the old-growth cultures they raised in symbiosis with them.
(from page 284) 

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meanwhile, chanda came home this evening suddenly motivated to sort through the many (many!) board games (very dusty!) piled on the top shelf of her bookcase. subsequently we have a very large pile for the salvation army, and a smaller pile that will stay with us with a few things i thought kendall might like. i actually had a plastic bin of cut out paper games from the click/ladybug magazines the girls received for years, each game in its own envelope. i'm surprised at how organized i was.

in the midst of the mess, pluto found a colorful strand of metropolitan museum visitor pins which he happily hopped into the living room with.

Sunday, February 27, 2022

a sunday poem for february


 
 february twilight
 
i stood beside a hill
smooth with new-laid snow,
a single star looked out
from the cold evening glow.
 
there was no other creature
that saw what i could see--
i stood and watched the evening star
as long as it watched me. 

by sara teasdale  (1884 - 1933)
 
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kendall's nannies have been canceling due to illness or death in the family. it's been a bit worrisome! this morning chanda and i stepped in and since chanda overbooked herself, aurélien went with her to her charge's drum lesson. i took over when they returned (he's smiling at greg standing to my left).

Saturday, February 26, 2022

a sunny day and the coffee store

i left a knitting meeting talking about tubular cast on and ran out to meet greg for a walk to porto rico imports (where he likes to buy his coffee).
 
every day has hovered around 28 to 35 degrees. 


this is our favorite store at which to buy coffee beans.
 
he usually gets "alex's blend" and today he also chose the guatemalan blend (one medium roast and one light roast).
 

we walked back along downing street to bedford and then to leroy where we parted ways. he went home . . 

and i stopped at the library to pick up several books i had put on hold. they look good, don't they?!
 

here i'm passing merriweather cafe where it was very busy inside. chanda and the other workers always feel a little bit on edge when all the patrons want to sit inside . . especially on such a nice day. (they kept the door open.)


the sunshine felt warm and uplifting, despite the traumatic news we've all been getting from ukraine, along with the continued troubles in syria, yemen, armenia and afghanistan . . and places of which i may not be aware. they're in my prayers every day. how do we stop the people in power from making weapons of war?

Friday, February 25, 2022

another rainy day

i walked with kendall to union square for buckwheat cherry bread (also: carrots, scallions, mussels from the fish vendor, and maple syrup). i was a little surprised at how cold it felt when i stepped outside, though i had checked before leaving: 31 degrees. it only takes one 60 degree day to make anything less feel like five below.

the cats had fun running around my water color paper this afternoon . . 


a woman in the online knitting club i meet up with shared some water color techniques that she uses. i did a little bit, but mainly watched . . and threw figaro's toy for him (he likes to fetch, which is rather fun).

Thursday, February 24, 2022

christmas gifts

i realized yesterday that i hadn't put away my christmas gifts from my sister (i found them in a bag in the second bedroom): the socks are soft and warm and the apron is a lovely april cornell, and the blue willow bowl matches another soup bowl i have. i'm also enjoying the short fairy tale stories in the lady and the linden tree. the girls read many of the "royal diary" books when growing up, but i'm not sure if they read weetamoo, who lived in the 1640's and 50's in massachsuetts and rhode island.

my last deliciously ella nut ball from morgan . . 

and dinner tonight was tortellini en brodo which came out so well. i sautéed pancetta, garlic, carrots and celery and then added fresh chicken broth; allowed them to simmer for thirty minutes, added the tortellini for 3 minutes, followed by the baby spinach. oh! i also simmered it with a small parmesan heel.

Wednesday, February 23, 2022

wednesday

i love the morning walk home after an overnight of helping out with the baby. mamas, papas and children are heading to school and the  workers at the corner restaurant are washing down the sidewalk and street. the deli is open and people are getting their morning coffee and egg sandwich before walking to the subway, and then others are waiting for the bus uptown. i had a cup of tea and then went right out to get cold cuts and italian bread at faicco's for our lunch with korrina.

we managed to go through two loaves of seeded semolina and all the mortadella. it was a good lunch with chanda making a brief appearance also (before running off to class).

looking through some pom pom knitting magazines . . 

green tea and chocolate covered blueberries and honey mints from trader joe's . . 

we walked to the yarn store on west 10th street for knitting needles (for k's latest project) and then to union square green market where korrina caught the train home (stopping at mah ze dahr bakery to use their bathroom and where we succumbed to buying their homemade marshmallows).
 
korrina spotted our first snow drop of the season . . 
 
and pikachu in the window of an nyu dorm. we said good-bye at union square and i walked to whiskers pet supply on ninth street . . i don't think i had been there since pre-covid. i bought some cat food for kendall and for us. it was incredibly warm - 60 degrees! but it's supposed to go down to the 30's again tomorrow. i was able to catch the tail end of my book club zoom session as i walked home.

we had the leftover chicken peanut stew from last week for dinner and afterwards a hot chocolate with the marshmallows (korrina and i had split the package in half). oh, and i guess i bought cookies too.

 
k's latest project: a sweater with seven different strands - two lace weight and five fingering. i love the colors.

Tuesday, February 22, 2022

babysitting

what a rainy day it was today!!! and it felt so cold, especially after the gorgeous monday that was yesterday. kendall's nanny called in sick so reinforcements were needed. aurélien hadn't slept well and hadn't napped the day before, and it looked like he was going to repeat the pattern today. i ended up pushing him in the stroller around the neighborhood, block after block after block . . hoping he would nod off for at least an hour's nap. of course the drizzle intensified and by the time he did finally nod off, i was quite wet (thankfully, his stroller had a good hood as i had refused the plastic tarp when starting out). with him asleep, i slipped through the open door of the new bakery and ordered a cappuccino and a slice of whole wheat flax seed banana bread (soooo good).

uh oh. what's this? someone is awake already?! (sigh) c'est la vie! i think he slept for 30 to 45 minutes, and i managed to wheel him to the apartment with only one hand on the stroller and the other holding the still warm cappuccino.








it was a fun time and greg helped me get back to kendall's where i stayed over to help with dinner and a bath and then bed.

Monday, February 21, 2022

a monday holiday

greg thought it would be fun to go out for brunch on this president's day holiday. chanda came along too, after checking in on the cats she has been taking care of for our neighbors. 

coffee!

chanda and i shared an omelette and a waffle . . (spinach, goat cheese and bacon, and a belgian waffle with strawberries).




it was a beautiful spring day, and after a walk to the river . . 



i decided to walk to trader joe's on sixth avenue for groceries . . everyone was out and about, feeling happy about the sunshine and bright blue sky . . 
 
 
 
trader joe's is in the old adam's dry goods building, built in 1901 along sixth avenue (then the ladies mile shopping district) by an architecture firm called de lemos and cordes. for many of my homeschooling friends and for myself, this building was important in the 90's and early 2000's as it housed a lovely barnes and noble which we frequently visited. you can read more about it on this office site of quartz, (which seems to be an online member based news journal). (the quartz site links to other helpful articles.)