Friday, April 30, 2010
~ Raining Violets ~
When April comes around, my landlord's yard turns into a sea of violets. Because the lawn is chemical free, these lovely little plants with their delicate leaves and deep indigo blossoms cover the ground like a magic carpet.
This beautiful sight never fails to awaken my foraging instinct. Last year, I spent days picking the blossoms to make candied violets. This year, I resurrected a recipe for violet jelly from an ancient herbalist handbook and transformed my violet harvest into four jars of shimmering amethyst sweetness. Using a double measure of violet petals made the infusion extra fragrant with a deep violet color. This recipe calls for the petals only which must be plucked by hand from each blossom. The last flower denuded of its petals found my fingers stained purple with the abundant pigment these blossoms hold.
The color was so lovely, I decided to experiment with a cookie recipe, incorporating the infusion into the dough and pressing the petals into the tops of the cookies. The results were gratifying. The violet flavor was subtle, but distinctly floral, and combined nicely with the fine texture of this particular cookie. I brought some to my favorite taste testers, the librarians at Sandwich Library, for their critique .
Today, while picking up some audio books I had requested, Rebbecca returned the plate in which I delivered the Violet cookies last Saturday. I asked if she liked them, but she hadn't tasted them. Saturday was her day off. She said they were a big hit and disappeared fast. Upon returning home, I gathered more violets to make another batch of cookies for the lovely librarians who didn't get to taste them last week... anything for an excuse to gather flowers and bake.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Cocker Cookies
They turned out just OK in appearance, but really delicious. Using an old fashioned gingerbread cookie recipe my mother had cut out of a newspaper over 50 years ago, I rolled the dough out on the thick side and cut three cocker shapes out to form cookies which measured about 12" x 14".
These were covered in a thick layer of icing made from confectionery sugar, Dutch-Process & Black Cocoa, thinned to the right consistency with some melted Dark Chocolate, browned butter and Cream Sherry. I then added a pinch each of cinnamon, clove, ginger, nutmeg, salt and cayenne pepper. The addition of these spices to chocolate concoctions always prompts people to ask what kind of cocoa I use. This is an old Italian "secret ingredient" my grandmother and mother used when making chocolate icing for Italian Chocolate Cookies.
The chocolate and gingerbread combination was a big hit with Riley's groomer, who received one for Valentine's Day...from Riley, of course.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Life's Little Paws ~ Happy Endings 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
My Mushroom Mascot
Sniff...sniff.. This one will do nicely in an omelet.
Sheamus meets wild turkeys.
An intense moment... stand-off between dog and bird. The energy of this meeting was electric! Always the perfect little gentledog, Sheamus checked his instinct to chase. The turkeys, too, kept their distance, but interest was high on both sides. As Sheamus inched closer, the turkeys grew wary, strutting off into the woods.
Heading home... with a basket full of honeys and bluets.
Honey Mushrooms
I picked pounds of honeys nearly every day for weeks. No need to walk through the woods to spot these. They were so prolific, you couldn't miss them from the road running through the state forest. I've never seen (or gathered) so many honeys in this area before.
A small hen-of-the-woods...
One day's growth fit nicely in the palm of my hand. I could have left this another few days to grow larger, but it was so perfectly fresh, I decided to cut it while it was still undiscovered by insects.
The last and largest of 2009.
The season's last hen weighed in at 8 lbs... not very large compared to those many foragers find in other areas, but it was in perfect condition and 8 lbs. is a lot of mushroom to clean, and enough to make mushroom lasagna, mushroom pizza, mushroom strata, all shared with the Forest Rangers at Shawme-Crowell who are my favorite "taste testers" and always willing to sample my mushroom concoctions.
Mushroom eye candy.
Top: Pink Fruiting Lichen -Bottom: Turkey Tails & Lichen growing on a stump.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Oyster Mushrooms
Most of them were prime specimens... not yet invaded by insect infestation. With a special tool stored in my trunk for such finds, I filled my basket with these delectable fungi. The "special tool" is a telescoping poll fitted with a small wire basket, used to fish golf balls out of the drink. It's perfect for dislodging mushrooms found growing at lofty heights.
The best way to use the wild oyster mushrooms, especially the larger specimens, is to boil them for 10 minutes until they lose their fragile texture. Then the skin is removed and they can be frozen to use in recipes or simply sauteed with butter and garlic. These oyster mushrooms make the most delicious cream of mushroom soup.
I was so pleased to spot this wealth of fungi on the roadside, as I am no longer able to walk in the woods to forage properly. I think Sheamus brought me luck!
Dog for a Day
Fortunately for me, my landlord has a lovely little well -behaved male Westie who just LOVES riding in the car! Sheamus has become my "Dog for a Day". Whenever I feel up to having him visit or keep me company when I run errands, Sheamus jumps at the opportunity to venture out with his Auntie Lu.
Sheamus is an intelligent little boy.. a real pleasure. He sits in the front seat (something I could not allow Sierra to do as it was impossible to keep her off my lap while driving, so she sat in back like a little queen.)
Dogs are sensitive to human frailty and disability. Sheamus knows instinctively that I do not have the strength to hold him if should he exert his considerable strength and pull me around at the end of his leash. He is the perfect little gentleman and brings joy to my life.
Although he cannot replace the emptiness in my heart that a canine companion of my own can fill, his presence is a gift which only a gentle, loving dog can give.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
A Good Father of the Feathered Kind
The young bird flutters its wings in food-begging fashion...
This Cardinal continues to feed his young even after they have grown almost as large as he.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Our final hours together
My loyal companion, Sierra and I are spending our final hours together. Tomorrow my kind, compassionate vet will come to euthanize her. Sierra developed a baseball-size hematoma on her upper back about 2 weeks ago, which did not appear ominous at first. The hematoma seemed to be confined below the skin and above the muscle. Dr. Beth Mosley (the most wonderful vet in the world) drained as much blood out of it as she could, put her on antibiotics and said to keep an eye on it. We returned a week later when the hematoma filled up again. It was aspirated again and blood work done, which revealed anemia and other abnormalities, but nothing very serious... just what you might see in an older dog. But by this time, Sierra's appetite had diminished. She was eating only a tiny bit of food, which is very unusual for her.
To make a long and heartbreaking story short, Sierra stopped eating, she is too weak to walk, the hematoma is larger and spreading and may be invasive internally. She does not appear to be in pain, but I do not want her to have to suffer before she leaves this world. For the second time, I am making the hardest decision I have ever made in my life...to euthanize my loving, loyal companion.. the only being with whom I share my life. There are no words to describe this loss.
We are fortunate to have a vet willing to make a house call for this heart wrenching good-bye, so Sierra will spend her final moments in her own familiar surroundings...
I adopted Sierra nearly five years ago... Now that I am losing her, that time seems all too brief. She rescued me from profound grief when I lost my beloved Keshia, a cocker spaniel who shared the joy of her life with me for over 19 years. Five years ago, on May 7 2004, Dr. Mosley made the same compassionate house call for Keshia. I thought my heart would never recover from that loss, but it did, thanks to Sierra. I adopted Sierra four months after I lost Keshia. She was 10 years old at the time..an older less likely to be adopted than her younger counterparts, which made me want her all the more. It took a few months to win her trust. She won my heart and we have been inseparable since.
My heart is breaking. Please pray for us. These final hours are very precious...the last I will share with this beautiful, gentle soul who has given me so much love and devotion. Dr. Mosley will come tomorrow after 5 PM, unless Sierra indicates she is in pain or suffering today. In that case, Dr. Mosley will come today after 5, but I hope we will have another day together.. while I watch her sleep and remain by her side.. doing whatever I can to assure her she is loved.
Update: May 29 - We postponed Sierra's exit until today. She left this world in the most peaceful, gentle way, while I stroked her with love and reassurance. I have witnessed this gentle passing twice.. and both times made me wonder why we do not provide the option of this peaceful, graceful exit for ourselves. We should all be so blessed to leave this life as gently as we allow our companion animals their final exit.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
House Mouse - Our Daily Routine
Mouse Freedom from Lucille on Vimeo.
The same mouse has been in this trap 3 times in the past week. I know it's him, because he has a white mark on his head :-)
This mouse thinks the trap is his feeding station :-) In a way, I suppose it is. The same mouse (I recognize him by a white marking on his head) has been in this trap at least 3 times in the past week. Last night I found him in there before I had a chance to bait it with peanut butter. We go through the same drill each time. I get to take a close look at him (he's adorable!) and he gets to eat his peanut butter and find his way back into my apartment.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Surprise visit
She investigated...
She flew off into the sunset.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Twenty-six Saris
As I draped my first sari around my body, my hands moved as if they had performed this wrapping, folding and tucking every day for a lifetime. And perhaps they had, in some previous incarnation. The act of dressing in a sari always brings on an intense deja vu.
My twenty-six saris sit on a shelf in my closet, each beautiful in its own special way. Each chosen for some unique quality which appealed to my senses. When I purchased my last sari, I made a promise to myself that I would wear every one of them at least once before leaving this life.
I have worn nine of them. My hands have only to perform the ritual seventeen times more and my promise will be kept. Tomorrow I shall wear the sari with a procession of elegantly decorated elephants, trunks uplifted, promenading across the pallu.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
The Final Time
The final time I see the first robin of the year
The final time I wait for elderberry blossoms to fruit
The final time I gather the ripened berries and sit for hours, fingers deftly removing the stems
The final time I feed wild turkeys at the state forest
The final time I carry my folding chair onto Sandwich Town Beach
The final time I sit by the summer ocean
The final time I watch for the beach plums to ripen
The final time my arms are scratched bloody while plucking them from thorny branches
The final time I turn my wild bounty into beach plum and elderberry jam
The final time I satisfyingly line a shelf with row upon row of jelly jars, like sparkling gems of ruby and amethyst
The final time I take my dog for a 5 minute walk
The final time I forage for wild mushrooms
The final time I cook for enjoyment
The final time I see the glorious colors of Autumn leaves
The final time my nose gets dusted with pollen while smelling a Casablanca lily
The final time I pinch off sprigs of curly mint growing at the bottom of my stairs and breathe in its fragrance
The final time I plant a flower
I would have made these moments more sacred had I known I was doing them for a final time.
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Looking up at the sky
Walking with my head held high, in perfect posture
Breathing without having to fight for it
Feeling my body totally relax
Smiling and laughing
Eating and drinking without having to do certain maneuvers to prevent choking
Taking my dog for a walk
Driving for pleasure
Having my teeth cleaned
Being able to do anything with ease
Working in a garden
Doing anything for pleasure
Enjoying, really enjoying life
Being free of physical pain and discomfort
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I will make very special moments of what remains within my ability to do
as if doing each one for the final time.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Attention Aminal Lovers!
The Animal Rescue Site is having trouble getting enough people to click on it daily to meet their quota of getting free food donated every day to abused and neglected animals. It takes less than a minute (How about 20 seconds) to go to their site and click on the purple box 'fund food for animals' for free. This doesn't cost you a thing. Their corporate sponsors/advertisers use the number of daily visits to donate food to abandoned/neglected animals in exchange for advertising. Here's the web site! Pass it along to people you know.
http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com/
PLEASE CIRCULATE THIS LINK!
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Opossum for Breakfast
Morning Possum from Lucille on Vimeo.
Look at those marvelous ears! Her pink feet!
A magnificent creature, the opossum!
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Winter Solstice
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Snow Song
Snow Song from Lucille on Vimeo.
My friend Mary Anne, sent me a lovely floral basket for Christmas. It was full of fresh flowers and beautiful evergreens. It graced my apartment for weeks, and when the flowers died, the evergreens were still fresh, but starting to drop some leaves from being indoors.
I put the basket on my deck where my feathered friends congregate each day to dine. The birds love this basket, as this little wren seems to be singing in appreciation!
Finch Rescue - December 2005
Finch Rescue - Dec. 19, 2005 - Sandwich, Massachusetts from Lucille on Vimeo.
Finch Rescue - Dec. 19, 2005 - Sandwich, Massachusetts
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Baklava Made Easy
Filmed in January 2004 - Dedicated to Cheryl Martin, who taught me how to make this delicious Armenian pastry.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
The Squirrel-Proof Bird Feeder
The Squirrel-Proof Bird Feeder from Lucille on Vimeo.
There's a feisty squirrel in every yard! This one managed to coax a few seeds out of this feeder, but it did prevent his feasting on its entire contents in a single day, as he did with the feeder below, which he treated as his own private feeding station.
I still use this feeder, but it is now filled with safflower seeds, which the birds like, but squirrels do not.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Thanksgiving Dinner - Hens & Chickens, No Turkey, please!
Vegetarian Thanksgiving - Hens & Chickens, but No Turkey, please! from Lucille Iacovelli on Vimeo.