Good thing Veggie is around to make up for my slacker ways. She's on top of things, and informed me Saturday night that the Arboretum Plant Sale List is up! Woo-hoo! Time to start planning in earnest!
So who's in for the annual trek to the Arboretum May 8? And are we doing a Landscapalooza this year? I'd be happy to host one if folks are interested.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Life is good
Between having an office with windows and getting out cross-country skiing every weekend, this has been the easiest February of my life. I am continually amazed at how much difference sunshine and fresh air make to what is, to me, the most dismal month of the year.
Last weekend in pictures:
There was a fog Friday night, so Saturday all the trees and shrubs were gleaming with frost. So pretty!
We got out skiing at the Arboretum every day – including Monday for me, because I had the three-day weekend. Three-and-a-half miles each day Saturday and Sunday, then two miles Monday. I definitely have more stamina than I did in December! The Arboretum is ridiculously gorgeous. Looking around at the views is as much of a falling risk as any of the hills are!
Saturday night after skiing, Puck put together this beautiful supper. Wine, cheese, fruit, saucisson, a fresh baguette from Patrick's ... ah, bliss.
And in continuing retail therapy, I have once more purchased Spring In A Pot. Ridiculously overpriced as bulbs and soil and a plastic pot go, but one of the best values I've ever found for winter blahs.
Last weekend in pictures:
There was a fog Friday night, so Saturday all the trees and shrubs were gleaming with frost. So pretty!
We got out skiing at the Arboretum every day – including Monday for me, because I had the three-day weekend. Three-and-a-half miles each day Saturday and Sunday, then two miles Monday. I definitely have more stamina than I did in December! The Arboretum is ridiculously gorgeous. Looking around at the views is as much of a falling risk as any of the hills are!
Saturday night after skiing, Puck put together this beautiful supper. Wine, cheese, fruit, saucisson, a fresh baguette from Patrick's ... ah, bliss.
And in continuing retail therapy, I have once more purchased Spring In A Pot. Ridiculously overpriced as bulbs and soil and a plastic pot go, but one of the best values I've ever found for winter blahs.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
As promised
The three-day weekend was just as awesome as I had anticipated. Filled with good things happening for several people I love, including Sunshine getting a job (in case some of you hadn't heard about that yet). Hooray!
Got out skiing all three days. None of them were long jaunts, but that's okay, because three days in a row, y'know? Aside from Puck repeatedly trying to kill himself on Day One, it was all good fun.
I love wine tastings. So glad so many of you were able to attend this time around! Came away from it convinced that Meritage wines are universally yummy, which will probably bite me in the ass someday. Throw in some Dominion and Rock Band and that was a darn good Saturday.
Ended up at Jax for Dad's retirement supper. I'd had a late, copious lunch, so I had all these good intentions about just getting soup and a salad. Which I did, but...somehow I don't think a bowl of dark, rich french onion soup topped with about half a pound of gruyere and a large Caesar salad (complete with anchovies) quite counts. Many thanks to J for calling to remind me about Book Club, because that was really fun and I'd've hated to have missed it.
Monday I skied and relaxed and made vichyssoise. Because if potato and leek soup is good, potato and leek soup with cream is even better. Then Puck and I went to a Surdyk's wine class on Bordeaux. The presenter was a former math teacher who showed us pictures from his vacation to France. It was seriously awesome. :-)
Definitely racking up some karmic debt these days, determined to enjoy it while it lasts.
Got out skiing all three days. None of them were long jaunts, but that's okay, because three days in a row, y'know? Aside from Puck repeatedly trying to kill himself on Day One, it was all good fun.
I love wine tastings. So glad so many of you were able to attend this time around! Came away from it convinced that Meritage wines are universally yummy, which will probably bite me in the ass someday. Throw in some Dominion and Rock Band and that was a darn good Saturday.
Ended up at Jax for Dad's retirement supper. I'd had a late, copious lunch, so I had all these good intentions about just getting soup and a salad. Which I did, but...somehow I don't think a bowl of dark, rich french onion soup topped with about half a pound of gruyere and a large Caesar salad (complete with anchovies) quite counts. Many thanks to J for calling to remind me about Book Club, because that was really fun and I'd've hated to have missed it.
Monday I skied and relaxed and made vichyssoise. Because if potato and leek soup is good, potato and leek soup with cream is even better. Then Puck and I went to a Surdyk's wine class on Bordeaux. The presenter was a former math teacher who showed us pictures from his vacation to France. It was seriously awesome. :-)
Definitely racking up some karmic debt these days, determined to enjoy it while it lasts.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Can it be the weekend now?
Slow day at work = slow day at work.
Especially when I have a three-day weekend coming up, chock-full of awesome plans. Cross-country skiing (providing the snow holds up to these warmer temps), wine-tasting party (hope to see many of you there!), meal with the folks (Dad has actually, really, honestly, you'll-never-believe-this, RETIRED! Today is his last day! I suspect his Friday is going even slower than mine), and the chat for Book Club in which we get to talk about dead bodies. Is it any wonder I'm impatient for it to start?
Especially when I have a three-day weekend coming up, chock-full of awesome plans. Cross-country skiing (providing the snow holds up to these warmer temps), wine-tasting party (hope to see many of you there!), meal with the folks (Dad has actually, really, honestly, you'll-never-believe-this, RETIRED! Today is his last day! I suspect his Friday is going even slower than mine), and the chat for Book Club in which we get to talk about dead bodies. Is it any wonder I'm impatient for it to start?
Monday, January 11, 2010
Best headline ever
One of my editing groups just put this up. It's from three years ago, so maybe the rest of you have seen it, but gosh it makes me happy.
Skywalkers in Korea Cross Han Solo
Skywalkers in Korea Cross Han Solo
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Winter
I continue to be absolutely amazed at the difference it makes for me to have windows at work during the winter. I was never dangerously affected by SAD, but it did make a difference in my life. But now? Winter is just cold, and the time when I get to go cross-country skiing instead of gardening.
The skiing helps tremendously too. Being able to get out and appreciate how beautiful winter is makes for a powerful mood tonic. Yesterday Puck and I went out to the Coon Rapids Dam, and there was a cardinal sitting in a branch just a few feet up off the ground, all fluffed up for warmth. So gorgeous against the snow and dark branches of underbrush. Today we're going to Bunker. After I beat my outa-shape self into some semblance of endurance, we'll hit the Arboretum.
Meanwhile I'm wishing I'd managed to sleep later. Dear self: When you are up until 2 a.m., it is not necessary to get up at 7:30. It really, really isn't. (And yes, I can imagine all of the parents reading this rolling their eyes about whining over 5.5 hours of uninterrupted sleep....)
The skiing helps tremendously too. Being able to get out and appreciate how beautiful winter is makes for a powerful mood tonic. Yesterday Puck and I went out to the Coon Rapids Dam, and there was a cardinal sitting in a branch just a few feet up off the ground, all fluffed up for warmth. So gorgeous against the snow and dark branches of underbrush. Today we're going to Bunker. After I beat my outa-shape self into some semblance of endurance, we'll hit the Arboretum.
Meanwhile I'm wishing I'd managed to sleep later. Dear self: When you are up until 2 a.m., it is not necessary to get up at 7:30. It really, really isn't. (And yes, I can imagine all of the parents reading this rolling their eyes about whining over 5.5 hours of uninterrupted sleep....)
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