This is a picture that Renate painted for me. It is beautiful, but sadly the overhead lights are reflected in the glass. (Nobody ever accused me of being a photographer.) But just look at this picture. It is beautiful. I never knew her to paint. When we were kicking around we were both into writing. Apparently she got a wild hair at some time and tried her hand at painting. Now, while I am not schooled in the fine art of painting, this appeals to me and makes me feel that I am right there on the lake and it even makes me feel a little cold. She has a desire to paint pictures and sell them, which I am thinking she should be able to do. Maybe some day I will be able to introduce her to my friends as "Renate Tursi, the accomplished artist who lives in that great big house on the hill that she paid for with her paintings money".
I have never had an artistic bone in my body and my talents are mostly the written word, but some times I like to cook and bake new things. Today I made pecan bars and that was a mistake. See, there is no one here but me and this was a pan 13" x 9" and the bars are about 1 inch tall. So I called Ross over and he ate one and took 2 home, but that still leaves a lot in the pan. Bret should wander in later, but he is not a big sweet eater and these things are very sweet.
Well, let me tell you something about baking. It is rather hard to bake anything that is not loaded with calories. First you have the flour, then the sugar, and the butter and then the good Lord deems that it must all be held down with frosting, which is just a different kind of sugar. I can make noodles, but there again, starch, starch, starch.
And now guess what? I am sleepy so I guess I will call this finished and head off to bed. I know there is no lesson learned today and I have not touched your soul, but just know that sometimes I just need to type something that means nothing and teaches no lessons. Mostly I guess, I just wanted you to see the picture Renate painted for me and to know that is is so nice to have my friend back in my life even under the worst of circumstances. We are not the same people we were 10 years ago, but we have a history and that history will work to make us better people.
Good night, Renate! Tell the dogs I am coming soon!
1 comment:
Maybe Renate should make another picture like this but it would be a night scene with a bright full moon that's being reflected in the water... at first that's what I imagined that I was seeing before I read your explanation. I think cooking can be an art. I just read a recipe for a delicious vegetarian holiday cassarole ... layers of thinly sliced roasted sweet potato and eggplant alternating with a spicy lentil stew layer followed by a vegan bechemel sauce layer... do it again and top with parietal. I want to try it. Not that starchy. Knowing me I'd probably add a couple layers of lasagna noodles. But the first time it would be vegan with vegan parmesan on top. My gut is getting out of control. And Covid-19 isn't helping. Time for sleep.
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