Sunday, October 17, 2021

The Only Sunday Blues Today Was The Shade Of The Sky


 Although my bread did not get as high and mighty as I had hoped, it still had a lovely crumb, as Paul Hollywood says on The British Baking Show. Plenty of nice airy little holes and the crust is good and crusty but not inedible as so many "artisan" bakers seem to be believe it should be. The video I watched even mentioned the "char" at the bottom as adding extra flavor and I was like, "Uh, that's burned, baby. Char as in charcoal."
But you know, each to his or her own. 

The Big News today was that when I woke up, it was in the fifties which practically shouts "Goodwill cashmere!" around here. We're not really that delicate but it was sincerely a shock. I had to change clothes! I'd put on my regulation T-shirt and overall shorts and exchanged those for a long-sleeved T-shirt with the turquoise flannel dress I made last year (the year before?) over it. And I've been comfortable all day long. It's such a glorious relief when the heat breaks and the humidity goes down. And it's been as bright and blue as a Norwegian saint's eyes today. So that has all done a good job of hacking away at the Sunday curtain of gray despair that usually falls and I have felt good. Good enough that I didn't feel as if I had to do a damn thing I didn't want to. Funny how that works. We opened up the hallway doors to the outside and let the air and light flood the house and the air conditioner is not heard in the land. 
Or anywhere else.
I did have to deal with my airpods because the left one was not working and I'm sorry (not sorry) but if I can't listen to an audio book or a podcast while I'm going about my day, I'd just as soon go back to bed. I do realize that this isn't exactly healthy but it's how I live my life these days. So I struggled along with only one airpod in, listening to mono audio while I made us some poached eggs on sourdough and then I tried to figure out how to get my other pod working and I won't go into details but I will say that I ended up calling Apple again and also again, was instructed to do a system update which took half the day and then I used a little brush to clean out the charging case and something worked because now I'm back in stereo. 

I swept and tidied my front porch because now we can sit on it without dying of the heat and also because it needed sweeping and tidying very badly and it brought me happiness to make it pretty again.


Now isn't that nice? 

While I was piddling around doing not much of anything, Mr. Moon was back out in the garden. Talk about nice. It looks so beautiful! I took this picture of one his rows with his handprints in it where he patted down the kale and chard seeds. 


He's such an intentional planter. 
I think I'm going to have to get in there and plant more arugula in a few weeks because that is my favorite green. 

Now he's at the house of one of the guys he went hunting with and I think they are making duck sausage. 
Do not ask me. I do not know. But talk about artisanal! 

Jessie says that the hens woke up excited and ready to explore their new surroundings which in this case meant that they flew over a fence and explored their neighbors' yards. Fancy Pants seemed very happy but could not get over the fence and so he was alone again. 
Naturally. 
Poor little man. 
They're going to keep the chickens in the coop for a few days to get them used to where home is. Meanwhile, Vergil and Mr. Moon got the rooster sons of Darla shut up in the coop this morning and Jessie's coming out this evening to try and catch them to take home for what we call "processing." I am pretty happy and excited myself at the thought of only having fifteen chickens instead of twenty-one. Perhaps I can now finally name them all. I do not like having so many that I don't feel a connection with all of them. And now Liberace will be the one and only rooster which will be a huge relief to him and an even greater relief to the sister-wives. 
Plus- less poop. 

So it's all pretty good today. I'm making pizzas tonight. Tomorrow Lily is bringing the Hartmann Trio over for me to watch for a few hours because she's working and it's a teacher planning day or something. I'm looking forward to that and it will be nice to have pizza for them to eat. I'm also looking forward to sleeping with the windows open. It's not quite time to un-bag the duck yet but soon maybe.
Soon. 

Meanwhile, here we are and I am grateful. 

Love...Ms. Moon

 


25 comments:

  1. the bread looks perfect to me! Paul would be proud (I think, tho he's a picky bastard)! Glad you are cooler....we are too- first day under 80 in a while....loved putting on a sweatshirt this morning to alleviate the chill (if you can call 65 a chill)...... my body does not fare well in heat. Enjoy your evening and your day with the boys tomorrow! Many books on tap for you!
    Susan M

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    1. 65 is chilly for me! But doesn't it feel wonderful?

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  2. So much going on, chickens, roosters,chickens moving then leaving home, pizza, sourdough, I'm in a blur..but you sound cheerful. Cooler weather will do that.

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    1. Yes! A change in the weather will definitely bring on a better mood for me. There has been a lot going on here. For me, at least.

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  3. I also put on a long sleeved shirt and socks today for the first time since May!I am so glad that you had a good Sunday.

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    1. Thank you, Terry. It was a good day, Sunday or not.

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  4. I'm here with cold ears and nose and fingerless wool mitts, but it's closing in on bed time, under the goose!
    Your front porch is beautiful.

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    1. Isn't it wonderful when you crawl in under the comforter and you can feel it begin to warm up in your bed nest?

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  5. A-That bread looks delicious... B-I'm pretty sure I have porch envy, between the front porch and the one we saw in an earlier post...C-That picture with Mr Moon's handprints is a treasure! Cheers on the cooler temps.

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    1. I am so rich in porches! And in my gardening husband.

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  6. Lovely. This is time of year I found you. My first post ever of yours was "Bringing out the duck." I'm eternally glad I ended up here.

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    1. And now I always think of you when I do bring out the duck! I'm eternally glad you ended up here too! What would I do without you?

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  7. I love the photo of the handprints. It is around 11C ( 51F) here this morning and should get up to 15c in the mid afternoon.

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    1. That is a little chilly, Ms. Frances! Stay cozy.

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  8. I believe that "making duck sausage" is a euphemism for drinking cans of "Rolling Rock" beer while watching sport on the TV. Funny how Floridians escape from heat and humidity while people on this island embrace such weather with delight.

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    1. No. Really. They made duck sausage. I don't even think beer was involved and I'm pretty darn sure that TV wasn't either.
      It's always nice to have a change of weather, don't you think?

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  9. isn't this weather wonderful! I did put on my lightweight sweat pants last night switching out the cotton skirt I wear in the summer. I have got to start vegetable gardening again.

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    1. Yes! It is SO wonderful to have the coolness here again. I see that it's supposed to get down to 46 here tonight but will be back in the lower eighties again all week.
      Dang.
      Still- far better than nineties.

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  10. I love this weather! The crisp Fall air with those blue, blue skies! I will definitely get out for a nice walk today. It sounds like you are feeling better and I am glad to hear it!

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  11. I absolutely love your front porch - it's so LUSH!!!! As for the roosters, well I know if I had to kill them myself I would become vegetarian (so how hypocritical am I)?

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    1. Those plants are pretty lush. And of course all I do for them is water them about once a week if they're lucky.
      I'm so with you on the vegetarian thing. I'm a big old hypocrite and I know it.

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  12. I'm not a fan of that incredibly hard, almost impossible to bite through, crust either. And char is burnt, you're right.

    I love that photo of the handprints in the garden. My garden has been put to sleep as it will probably snow in the next few weeks. I hope not but it is inevitable.

    Last night I told the big guy he can't die before me because I don't think I would survive the pain. We spent a good part of yesterday crying.

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    1. I can't imagine snow in the next few weeks. Y'all are tough!
      I can absolutely understand you and your husband crying. There's been one emotional hit after another for you both and the thought of losing a beloved in the way that Jack's grandmother lost hers is just devastating. I, too, want to go first when it comes to dying.

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  13. I love the photo with the handprints!

    Duck sausage? Hmmmmm.

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