Day 153: Tiny Zinnias. Tiny Vase.

My Aerogarden zinnia’s started blooming this week and I’d not noticed until this afternoon. The plants are not small, but the flowers are, with very tiny stems. In order to keep the plants blooming, I need to cut the flowers which is fine, but how would I display them?

I tried a sake cup, but the opening was too wide. I looked in my dining room china cabinet but nothing there would work. Then I remembered that there were tiny vases in the glass-fronted secretary in the guest room.

On the bottom shelf I found a tiny vase of child in a pointed cap standing near a cylinder (maybe a hollow tree stump?). It belonged to either my Grandma Green or my Grandma Patrick. I wish I knew which one. It’s delightfully perfect for these tiny flowers though.

Day 152: Wintersweet Again

If you recall, earlier this month I was delighted that the wintersweet seeds had shown life in the form of a taproot. Today, after fretting about not seeing any progress, I gently dug down into the loamy soil and found the plant. It seems that the taproot pulled the seed, first leaf and all, farther down. It may have found its way up into the air and light, but I helped it a bit and set the leaf above the soil.

Also the Cold Bernie with Mittens at the Inauguration memes…

Delightful!

Day 98: Another Walk

Not too far from me — walking distance — is a delightful pocket-sized wetland that I rarely walk to. Because I am lazy. Alex had never been, so we walked there today. I remembered my camera! We were surprised and dismayed to see the cherry trees blooming, but Alex looked them up and apparently they often take advantage of warm fall weather to bloom a second time. That does not reduce their likelihood of blooming again in the spring.

I’m planning on walking there once a week starting in January just to see the changes each week. Alex suggested I read Braiding Sweetgrass. We’ll see if I actually venture out on a semi-long walk in January. It might be delightful. It might not be.

When Andrew and Alex left, Andrew wanted to take a photo on the front porch so we did.

Days 47 – 64 Many Delights, Big and Small

I really thought I could keep up and write every day, or at least keep up the illusion that I was writing every day, but I was wrong. I am not even sure I noticed all the daily delights since last I wrote.

Here are some that I remember.

Bread

I baked Italian bread twice. Both times it was delicious and once again, I was shocked that putting together flour, water, yeast and a few other ingredients made such delightful loaves. Note that I also baked sourdough, naan and sandwich bread, but they are less new than the Italian recipes.

Cocktails

Two memorable cocktails were the October 9 Tom Collins* cocktails in our republican presidents Tom Collins glasses (a tongue-in-cheek gift from my friend Catherine who was not republican either) and our Liberal** cocktails the evening after we voted.

The Pumpkin Murder

Remember the Egg Man’s Cinderella pumpkin? We murdered it on October 11 and recorded the gruesome act. Andrew is still working on the stop-action film, but above are some stills from the production.

After that we cooked it and ended up with over 30 cups of pumpkin puree.


*The gin we used is an amber color, that’s why the drink isn’t clear
**We didn’t have the exact ingredients for the Liberal, cocktails, but made sure our cherries were held by blue mermaids.

Voting

We voted.

An Excursion

As a way to get out of town and celebrate my retirement (and Dean’s 18-month-old promotion) we ventured to Washington, VA and splurged on dinner and a stay at The Inn at Little Washington. This included afternoon tea, dinner (and wine pairings), a night in a huge suite, and breakfast.

For dinner I had the vegetarian menu and Dean had the non-vegetarian menu. Everything was exquisitely delightful. Even Rupert dressed up for the occasion.

Skyline Drive

We took the long way home along Skyline Drive, purchasing a senior lifetime national park pass on the way in. I also saw my first of the year Dark-eyed Junco and Rupert took a hike on the Appalachian Trail.

Shadows, rainbows and clouds

Shadows of everyday objects that appear when the afternoon sun shines through the west-facing windows delight me. Any kind of rainbow delights me. Sometimes clouds delight me too.

Day 42: Sunflowers

Today we took a short walk at McKee Beshers Wildlife Management Area, about 30 minutes from our house. Part of it is a birding hotspot during migration — although I saw only few birds on this trip, the highlights being several eastern phoebes and a warbler — probably a black and white.

Non-birders know this park as the place to see sunflowers in the summer. Sunflowers are a delight, especially when you are in a field of them and they tower over even your 6′ tall husband. They don’t plant the tall kind anymore; the photo above is from July, 2009. Here are more from that day.

We went again, maybe two years ago, and saw some of the short variety. I prefer the tall ones.

Today, though, I was there for the birds and to use my new camera. I did see some beautiful yellow flowers though, and other delights.


As if that was not enough delights for one day, we also had delightful a visit from Andrew, Alex and their friend Marissa. I made deep dish pizza for them. Also a delight.

Day 39: Zooming with Ross

Remember Ross Gay? The poet whose book, The Book of Delights, inspired this blog? Well, I was in the same room with him tonight. Okay, Zoom room. Needless to say, it was a delight. You can watch it on YouTube. (note that I am not shown, but I was there — just off camera). Aimee Nezhukumatathil was so sweet. I think I will buy her book, World of Wonders.

Other delights today were rainbows and sparkles in my study and kitchen

Finally, I got a photo of the cardinal climber’s flowers.