Fettuccine Alfredo with Ham & Leeks in a Whole Grain Dijon Chedder …For Lunch & Dinner

So…decided to do a semi-irregular category dedicated to recipes – HomeCookin’ DownTown Style. For One (or two). FETTUCINE with HAM & CHEDDER FOR ONE (or two) with a Dijon sauce. INGREDIENTS: 1x Fettuccine Alfredo packaged sidedish of your choice. 3 slices of shaved or sliced ham 1x chopped Leek. (that’s been in the crisper long enough, and needs to be eaten} 1 dollop of Whole … Continue reading Fettuccine Alfredo with Ham & Leeks in a Whole Grain Dijon Chedder …For Lunch & Dinner

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essays

Beauty In A Plastic Age

As a teenager I gobbed on the warpaint just like all the other ’80’s girls. Big kohl rings around the eyes, piss holes in the snow is how my Mom referred to this look. Over the years, as the lines around my eyes appeared, and the deep crease that defines my cheeks grew more pronounced, I struggled with how to hide the evidence of my … Continue reading Beauty In A Plastic Age

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pictures

A Perennial Perspective

dreary winter douses my desire days of gray and dreams of summer… I forget your sweet scent. Composed and arranged for the Weekly Photo Challenge Continue reading A Perennial Perspective

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Happiness

What Does Forgiveness Mean?

Sitting here this morning before I have to get ready for work, and trying to find some inspiration, something to write about. Go back into the kitchen, get my coffee, and as I’m waiting for the Keurig to brew me a cupa, I glance over at the photo I placed behind my little coffee station. I took this pic one rainy morning at the cottage, … Continue reading What Does Forgiveness Mean?

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Happiness

Three Homes, Three Years

As I go about my day-off morning routine, I am awash with the joy of being home. Heck, I’m awash with the joy of actually HAVING a home. Off in the distance I can hear the train whistle, as I finish my morning coffee, and wonder how I’m going to spend the day. I mean, don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I’ve ever been … Continue reading Three Homes, Three Years

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essays

Back to the Mystic

Todays Daily Prompt was too good to ignore. Instantly, I POOF… was transported to the other day, when I wrote that poem. This song takes me back to those years at the lake. When I hear that song, from one of Tim’s favourite singers, I am always moved. Mentally I am back, by a campfire, comfortably situated, with cozy pillows, in lawn chairs. Crackling fire … Continue reading Back to the Mystic

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Happiness

He Has Chuck Norris’ Hands

Every year, on the same day, I forget the same thing. Once per year I spend the days before thinking, Dad’s Birthday is … I must remember to give him a call. Every year I forget… unless I’m reminded… ON the day… at a point in time that I can call him right away. So of course this year was no different. However, AHA… I called … Continue reading He Has Chuck Norris’ Hands

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pictures, poetry

Off Into The Mystic

in little bits in pieces I say goodbye day to day a little less, means alittle more. to hold onto you, and today you are alittle farther away more present now this time of day stripped of illusion and the lies of the flesh and you knew you knew somehow had always known. back back before us and those four square days back and you, … Continue reading Off Into The Mystic

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Happiness

A Way | Metamorphisis

“The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.” Rabindranath Tagore At the beginning, there was a butterfly. Taken from a picture of one of the many Tiger swallowtail that frequented the environs of the lake, the beach, and the summer flowers that surrounded it. Randomly flipping through the archives today, at old posts, and posts reminiscing about old posts, I feel compelled to … Continue reading A Way | Metamorphisis

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Prompts

What Are Dreams Made Of?

In the year 2001, in April, I lay down for an afternoon nap. This in and of itself is unusual, as I rarely have the inclination. This day was different, as I was a wee bit hung over, and my sister was coming out from Dodge to pick me up. The dream of course had this surreal quality, as my minds-eye hovered over the spot … Continue reading What Are Dreams Made Of?

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letters

Ol’ Enoch and the Angels

I’ve been but skimming the surface of Early Christianity lately, and finding all sorts of nuggets of wisdom hidden under the folds. I find these early philosophies of peace, self-discovery, and grace, rather tantalizing. Some of these groups are thought to be very ancient, and precede the first century A.D., and even are thought to come from “ancient Maji tradition descended from the most ancient … Continue reading Ol’ Enoch and the Angels

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Uncategorized

Rough Guide to the Apocrypha

Once again, I find myself consumed by documentaries into early Christianity. I’ve had this fascination with The Dead Sea Scrolls, and the Apocyrypha for years now. Every once in a while I’ll be tantalized by some new piece of the puzzle. One could say I have the tail of this biblical muse, and I suppose I must take it wherever it wants me to go. apocrypha, (from Greek apokryptein, “to … Continue reading Rough Guide to the Apocrypha

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pictures

The Life and Times of Gustafus the Gargoyle

I’ve had Gustafus for probably close to 20 or more years now – he is one of my oldest Knick Knacks. Purchased back in my married days, for that old garden of mine. He has seen many a winter, and he has become worn, and pockmarked with ruts, and new ridges have formed. He has come to life though, in his fashioning of character, brought about … Continue reading The Life and Times of Gustafus the Gargoyle

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