4 bar steep rise 29.72 4mph SW windchill 0 Samhain
Full Moon of the Long Nights
Vikings came up big time against Arizona. Yes, I watched it. I guess you could say I’m conflicted about football. I like it, but I don’t think I should. Just like TV. I like it, but something tells me I shouldn’t. Still, I do. A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of small minds, said Emerson. A rationalization for every situation.
A day I was glad to be home with domestic tasks.
15 bar steep rise 29.50 5mph W windchill 9 Samhain
Full Moon of Long Nights Day 8hr 45mn
It’s 4:48 and the sun has been down for 20 minutes, twilight almost run its course. We are a week away from the Winter Solstice, the high holiday in my personal calendar.
There is a simple pleasure, at once profound and straightforward. Grow a vegetable. Save it in the fall. Use it in soups in the winter. Today I made bean based soups with white and black beans from our garden. Onions and garlic went in each of them, too. So did some Swiss Chard grown in our hydroponics.
Clive Thompson, a writer for Wired Magazine, had a column this issue titled Urban Food. He said to heck with the 100 mile meal, I’m talking about the 100 yard meal. These two pots of soup are 100 yard pots of soup.
Feels great.
35 bar steep fall 29.22 omph WNW windchill 34 Samhain
Full Moon of Long Nights
A dreary, rainy chilly day, heading toward downright cold and, hopefully, some snow. I’ve made two pots of soup, created an e-mail address for Kate and read a bit. Now it’s time for a nap.