The Furious Spinner

I can't sleep. Mario is having trouble with his allergies. I'm worrying. He's sleeping; I'm not. *sigh* So I thought I'd try to entertain you and me with some show and tell. By the way, some of the photogs are of food. I have no training in taking food photographs. It is quite an art, and I am not an artiste—yet. I took the pics anyway. You'll get the idea even though the food does not look as gorgeous and mouth-watering as they were in real life.

It's been quite a week around here. I said goodbye to my friend Michelle and sent her off to Santa Fe.



First I sat on my back porch having tea with the faeries and the hummingbirds, and I finished an Old Mermaid pouch I was making Michelle. I sewed in love and good wishes, health and creativity, safe trip and fulfilled dreams. I cut up pieces of cloth and wrote down the 13 suggestions from the Old Mermaids so Michelle could pull out one a day (or whenever), her own Old Mermaids divination tool.



Into the pouch, I put lavender, rosemary, and sage from my garden, a shell from Ireland, a piece of snakeskin I'd found fifteen years ago in a very sacred place, a rose quartz bead from a necklace of mine, and a hummingbird feather that I'd taken from a dead hummingbird fifteen years ago (with great reverence I took the feathers after a friend brought me the hummingbird after her cat killed it).



I bought some of Michelle's furniture. I loved this kitchen stool.



The seat was soiled and I didn't want to use a cleaner, so I reupholstered it. It only took about an hour. First time I ever did anything like that. I used some upholstery remnants I'd bought from Michelle.



Over the weekend I worked on The Blue Honey Clan. As you already know, I finished the first draft. I finished it on Monday. On Tuesday I went to my surgeon. Everything was good. Afterward, I had a work (library) meeting in Vancouver. Fun talking about library stuff. Feeling better about work lately. (Lost my ability to have subjects in my sentences again.) Back home, I walked to the library for a program with the 'tweens. They'd read Broken Moon and we had a discussion about it. I love, love, love hearing what the kids have to say about my stories. So far, they seem to like Broken Moon. As I walked happily home afterward, I looked around at my beautiful town and realized, again, how fortunate I am. What a life I have.



Wednesday morning I got up early and worked in my garden. Then I finished the two dishes for the Gathering I'd started the night before. As I finished up the quinoa dish, a friend from last year's Faery Doctoring came for a visit. She met Mario and then I drove her to Falling Creek and we hiked the trail. It was great fun being in one of my favorite places with her. We had lunch back at home, and then we went to the Gathering together. (Gathering: a group of area women who meet once a month; we've been doing this for the last seven years.) The place we met at was beautiful. We told jokes in honor of Linda, and I missed her a lot.



Thursday morning, I decided to have slow-food day. I spent the day making a no-cheese cheesecake. I had soaked the millet the night before. I drained the millet this morning and then roasted them.



(I love this "new moon" photograph of the millet.)


This was a long process, so in-between time, I wrote letters, did a post or two, and took photographs.



When the millet was ready, I ground it into flour. I made a crust out of the millet and other ingredients. I was out of baking soda, so I walked down to the grocery store and bought a box. Came home and finished the cake by making the insides out of tofu. I added more lemon and lemon zest this time. (The recipe is here, although I forgot to use the egg, and it didn't seem to make a difference.)



When Mario got home, we decided to stay home for the night, no bonfire, no labyrinth walk. Instead, we got a movie, ate dinner, and then had our cheesecake.



Serena called from Michigan. That was a nice Solstice present.

And the rest you know. This weekend I'm taking a tracking course. I'll tell you all about it. Should be fun. Next week, I rest and recreate.

Now I should try to sleep.

May You Create and Sleep in Beauty!

Labels: faeries, Falling Creek, food, Old Mermaids, sleep

4 comments

4 Comments:

Dear Sister Kim Mermaid,
Reading this post felt like a long, lovely visit with you. I slowed down just reading about your slow-food day. We should all have more slow days! I'm excited to hear that you're taking a tracking class. I took one years ago. It's quite an art and so wonderful to be able to read the earth's mysteries a little bit better, even though I am still a stark beginner.
Also I'm so happy that Ruby's Imagine has found a home!
Love & Blessings,
Joanna

By  Joanna, at 8:35 AM  

Absolutely awesome photographs! The detail (and your eye for it) is incredible. What is the red flower called? I wish I had that on a poster.

I have to sign in for a new account every time to be able to leave comments. And I used the same info every time. Go figure!

By  Kevin, at 8:10 PM  

I also love this delicious post! So sensual and colorful. Your posts always inspire me. Blessings.

By  Inanna, at 8:49 PM  

Thanks, Joanna! The next morning I was feeling cranky, and I slowed down and read the post and felt better. Maybe I'll do a slow food day every week. Or just a slow day. When I was sick I had lots of slow days, slow years, actually. I need to learn to do have slow days without being ill.

Hey Kevin! How are you guys doing? Just pick "anonymous" and sign your name at the bottom of the comment so I know it's you. Does that work? I don't know why it's doing that. Is that since I started doing "comment moderation"? (Someone was calling me bad names; that's why I did that.) The red flower is an Oriental poppy. Isn't it great?

Thanks, Inanna. Inspiration is my hope.

Hugs all!

By  Kim Antieau, at 9:03 PM  

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