Friday, August 31, 2012

Micah and I are learning how to make Refrigerator Pickles!

yum yum yum yum yum yum yum yum!

organic cucumbers, vinegar, a tiny bit of sugar, a little salt, some walla walla onion, and just a ton of garlic.
Each batch tastes better as we develop our recipe.  Yay!

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

An evening of Haikus

In order of inspiration, by Shana and Micah.

Underwater cats
Meow glugg glugg meow.
What a way to fish.

This heat is too much,
I fried an egg on the floor.
Now my egg has lint.

Umbrella tree of green,
mother protecting my head.
I don't want to die.

Deary me dozens,
an old lady used to say
in exasperation.

Smoke ash dust ash smoke.
Why have we no water pure?
I am so thirsty.

The autumn wind blows
sweet in my love's sun-kissed hair.
My heart burns forever.

Skin meets skin, sweat, tears-
I share my feelings with you...
you punched my heart flat.

Deeply we cherish
in the burning house or arms,
where two roads are one.

Weightless, white and pure.
Float on, you angel demon
You can't take my cloud.

I look for the rain
when all I see is the sun.
and light when it pours.

Summer turns to fall.
Leaves scream loudly and then die.
...It is beautiful.

I tripped on a squirrel
This doesn't make any sense at all!
My feet smell like fish.

My tongue feels so thick.
Too much salt on the popcorn?
I'd kill for a coke.

Swing me high and low.
Hurtle me up to the moon.
Don't you dare drop me.

A face in the crowd,
afraid what the future brings,
I stand to the side.

Is life fraught with change?
A maelstrom of uncertainty?
Hold fast to your spirit!

His nostrils flare tight.
"That is worse than holy hell."
Old cat litter hell.