I learned that radish greens are edible. I was making stuffed shells but didn’t have any spinach but did have some radish greens so I chopped them up, added some pesto and added them to the cheese mixture that I stuffed the shells with. Very good! (I did check first to make sure it wouldn’t kill us).
I had not fed my sourdough starter in about a month — definitely had not made any sourdough bread — and worried I might have let it go unfed too long. I fed it last night and it bubbled up well overnight. Whew! (Relief can be delightful)
I made delightfully perfect soft-boiled eggs and ate them with toast and Marmite.
The cicadas are even louder!
And they are mating!
I like rice. I have always liked rice. When I used to babysit, and if the parents had Minute Rice (r) in their pantry, I’d often make myself a bowl of rice as a snack.
This morning I made myself a bowl of rice with rice seasoning and hardboiled egg. It was delightful.
On March 1, 2020 Dean and I spent some time in Alexandria, VA. We stopped at a furniture store that my friend, Catherine, recommended and perhaps we went to Huntly Meadows after that. That evening we drove to the Del Ray area where we used to live and had a drink at the Evening Star. Then we went to RTs for dinner. We suspected it wouldn’t be long before the new virus showed up in our area, perhaps closing down restaurants, so we knew this might be our last dinner out in a while. We never expected it to be over 14 months until we (I — Dean’s been less cautious) felt safe enough to dine indoors at a restaurant.
Last night, being fully vaccinated, we went back to RTs. While I wore a mask inside most of the time, I felt so much safer when I wasn’t wearing a mask than even a month ago. We started out at the bar (imagine sitting at a bar again!!) and then ate in the dining room.
Needless to say, it was delightful!
Also: Cicada Report — about 8 more seen today!
It was a delightful Mother’s Day this year. Clare called around 2:30 and Andrew and Alex stopped by shortly after that. We all had a nice chat until Clare needed to get back to work.
Andrew and Alex helped plant a spiderwort (at least I think that’s what it is) that Anne Pemberton gave me this morning. We also pulled mugwort out of the bed where it was trying to take over.
Andrew gave me a spiral ginger plant. They also gave me a copy of Amanda Gorman’s poem that she read at the Inauguration. Alex gave me calming tea she created.
At one point during the evening I saw a text from Clare asking if I’d seen her video. I figured I’d wait until Andrew and Alex left before checking it out. Then Dean checked his phone and showed us the video. Clare recorded herself singing the chorus of Dan Bern’s Jerusalem!
This was a memorable Mother’s Day. The only thing missing was Clare, but she nearly made up for her absence.
We spent a delightfully relaxing week on Tybee Island, Georgia. Much of the time I felt simply happy. Happier than I remembered feeling for a very long time. Change of scenery? Nothing hanging over my head? Lovely Airbnb? Maybe all of it combined.
I’d wake up and drink my coffee on the screened porch off the bedroom. The first morning I shared the space with a female cowbird. The other mornings I shared it with various insects. A gecko came by twice, but on the other side of the screen.
I’d putz after that and then Dean and I would explore either the island, or nearby Savannah.
We either went out (ate outside) for dinner, or Dean would cook one of the Hungry Harvest meals we brought with us. Once we brought a meal back to the Airbnb.
By the end I was rested and ready to get back home.