We'll just get this out of the way first.
We were coming out of the home of our host for an Italian dinner with people from the meet-up groups in Bend, when we found ourselves needing to "pass the buck." They aren't as dangerous as the moose we had in Park City, but we gave him a wide berth as we passed.
We had just finished a wonderful dinner, cooked for us by a great Italian chef who likes to host small dinner parties (eight people, including himself). The people who attend pitch in to pay the costs of the dinner. He gets to indulge in his hobby and enjoy the company of congenial people. I was too busy eating to get photos of everything, but this was the bread (home baked, of course).
We had rice balls as an appetizer, then a celery and anise salad with shaved parmesan, followed by two entrees. Mine was vegetarian. Eggplant. Yum!
We had two desserts. Lemon ice cream:
Then a citrus cheesecake, made with ricotta cheese.
Then we had some (also homemade) limoncello, which was marvelous, not syrupy like most commercial brands.
When it was time to go home, we went out the front door, and there was our deer. What a perfect evening.
We didn't take the buck home, of course. We leave the wild animals in the wild where they belong and where everyone can enjoy them. It made me think of this part of last week's story, though, which was about pets. Jolena brought home this creature from the wild.
Victor, shown in the photo, was a present a few years ago from my friend Joanie. He isn't a pet. The point, of course, was that we should leave wild animals where they belong, and if we see a wild animal in trouble, we should tell an adult, who will call someone who knows how to help. We shouldn't bring it home and try to make a pet out of it.
In the story, Mandy takes Marmalade to the vet, and our vet obliged by allowing me to shoot this photo "on location." He suggested we might do a story on the vet's office, with one or two of the dolls getting a tour.
This week's story is ready to go, so now I'm planning the one for the following week.
Our choir has grown, which is very exciting, so of course I had to get a photo of everyone putting their music in order.
When I take photos like this, I always ask first if anyone is in the Witness Protection Program, so they can hide their faces or I can edit them out. I was sitting in the back but got up to take this photo.
The washcloths for the troops go out today. I managed to finish five.
I ran them through the wash, so they wouldn't bleed odd colors into the recipient's laundry. It also pre-shrinks them.
My new orthotics seem to be helping with my foot problem, and I've been told I can wear pretty shoes occasionally, so now I'm back to knitting my Trickle-brick socks, since I actually should be able to wear them.
What's on my needles: Back to the Trickle-brick socks. I may be able to wear them, so I might as well finish them.
We were coming out of the home of our host for an Italian dinner with people from the meet-up groups in Bend, when we found ourselves needing to "pass the buck." They aren't as dangerous as the moose we had in Park City, but we gave him a wide berth as we passed.
We had just finished a wonderful dinner, cooked for us by a great Italian chef who likes to host small dinner parties (eight people, including himself). The people who attend pitch in to pay the costs of the dinner. He gets to indulge in his hobby and enjoy the company of congenial people. I was too busy eating to get photos of everything, but this was the bread (home baked, of course).
We had rice balls as an appetizer, then a celery and anise salad with shaved parmesan, followed by two entrees. Mine was vegetarian. Eggplant. Yum!
We had two desserts. Lemon ice cream:
Then a citrus cheesecake, made with ricotta cheese.
Then we had some (also homemade) limoncello, which was marvelous, not syrupy like most commercial brands.
When it was time to go home, we went out the front door, and there was our deer. What a perfect evening.
We didn't take the buck home, of course. We leave the wild animals in the wild where they belong and where everyone can enjoy them. It made me think of this part of last week's story, though, which was about pets. Jolena brought home this creature from the wild.
Victor, shown in the photo, was a present a few years ago from my friend Joanie. He isn't a pet. The point, of course, was that we should leave wild animals where they belong, and if we see a wild animal in trouble, we should tell an adult, who will call someone who knows how to help. We shouldn't bring it home and try to make a pet out of it.
In the story, Mandy takes Marmalade to the vet, and our vet obliged by allowing me to shoot this photo "on location." He suggested we might do a story on the vet's office, with one or two of the dolls getting a tour.
This week's story is ready to go, so now I'm planning the one for the following week.
Our choir has grown, which is very exciting, so of course I had to get a photo of everyone putting their music in order.
When I take photos like this, I always ask first if anyone is in the Witness Protection Program, so they can hide their faces or I can edit them out. I was sitting in the back but got up to take this photo.
The washcloths for the troops go out today. I managed to finish five.
I ran them through the wash, so they wouldn't bleed odd colors into the recipient's laundry. It also pre-shrinks them.
My new orthotics seem to be helping with my foot problem, and I've been told I can wear pretty shoes occasionally, so now I'm back to knitting my Trickle-brick socks, since I actually should be able to wear them.
What's on my sewing machines: Getting oiled, both of them.
What's in my hoop: Still the Whole Cloth Quilt. Another week with no progress.
What's in The Doll's Storybook: Keeping Pets. The dolls show us what they have to do to be responsible pet owners.
What's in The Doll's Storybook: Keeping Pets. The dolls show us what they have to do to be responsible pet owners.
What's on my iPad/iPhone: Still Blowout. Not much time to listen this past week.
What's in my wine glass: Colossal Casa Santos Lima Red, 2015. Another great discovery.
What's my tip of the week: Letting the sunshine in through a window helps warm up the house, but if the sun shines in through on your quilt on the bed, it can cause it to fade. You can protect the quilt with a blanket until the sun moves.
Note: This blog post was produced on the iPad and the MacBook, using the iPhone for some photos and some photo processing. No other computer was used in any stage of composition or posting, and no Windows were opened, waited for, cleaned or broken. No animals or dolls were harmed during the production of this blog post.
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