The Furious Spinner

We drove out to Falling Creek, but three billion people and their dogs beat us to it. So we drove on. We went to Catherine Creek. Three billion people were there too, but we stayed anyway. We went up the back way to avoid most of the people. Lots of wildflowers. I demonstrated my wildflower identifying expertise to Mario. "Oh look, white flowers and yellow flowers and blue flowers." He was quite impressed. One hill was covered in white flowers; as the wind blew the flowers bobbled. The grass on the other hills undulated like seaweed under water, all in one direction. But these white flowers danced. It was mesmerizing. Beautiful. Mario and I held hands and watched.

Home. We made cherry pie. No wheat. No sugar. Mario made the crust with oat flour, cinammon, a bit of maple syrup. I made the filling with cherry juice, agar flakes, arrowroot, cherries, and vanilla. Heated it up, let it sit, then poured it into the baked pie crust. Cherries are a perfect Beltane food. Beltane is about love, love, love. (And opening the gates to summer blooms, summer fertility.) And cherries are about love, love, love.

For dinner, Mario made veggies and quinoa to which we added a bit of salmon. Every bit of dinner and dessert is organic and/or wild. Don't know how much longer we can eat this way. Everything is so expensive. I need to get my garden planted.

But in the meantime, I will post a photo below of me actually cooking. Proof positive I do sometimes do that, and then another of Mario and moi. Then we're going to eat our cherry pie with banana ice cream (just frozen bananas put in the blender).

Happy Beltane!

(Looking a little crazy happy with those agar flakes.)


(Oooh, look how purty red that is.)


(Lovebirds. Some day I will have to stop dressing like a bag lady...but don't count on it.)
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