Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sunday Thoughts - dog walks, dreams, twitter and cherries.

Supposedly it's only 79 degrees (at not quite noon), but Pickles and I are here to tell you that it was very warm on our walk this morning.  The air is thick, heavy, with very little if any breeze & both our tongues were hanging out by the time we were done.  Well, that's life in the eastern United States.

On our walk I noticed swarms of very tiny gnat like things flying around.  I avoided them.  Again, life in the eastern United States.

One thing I didn't avoid though was shady spots.  It makes a difference.

For two weeks in a row now, I've forgotten about Wednesday.

I'm wondering about dreams.  For the most part I know I dream, but I can't remember them.  Sometimes I remember flashes of them, and sometimes I remember what I think is the whole thing.  But it's quite rare that I have any recollection of the details of a dream - I just remember I had it.  What I can remember tho is that my dreams all seem to have a thread of tension in them.   I have to be somewhere I can't get to, or I'm lost, or I've not been doing something I've needed to get done, and on and on.  They seem odd to me, but I doubt they are anything special. 

I found I like twitter better than facebook.  I'm not sure why that is, but I'm much more likely to throw a weird blurb out to the ether on twitter than I am on facebook.  In fact I only check in on fb occasionally.

I'm thinking of starting a postcard blog, where I'd post pictures of postcards I like, which may or may not be for sale.  Maybe I'll include photos too.

Patti bought a bunch of sour cherries at the farmer's market Friday.  She wasn't sure what to do with them, so I suggested this.  Pour them in a bowl, add a cup of milk, a couple cups of sugar, some butter, an egg or two, a couple tablespoons of Hershey's Cocoa, a little bit of baking soda, mix it all up, add some flour until it's thick, maybe 1/4 teaspoon of vanilla extract, pour it into a 9 x 12 inch pan, cook at 325 degrees for 20-25 mins or so, then let it cool and cut into bars.  Spit out any stems and pits you may encounter while eating.   It appears she had other ideas tho.

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