Here I am in England! At home.

Look what Robert had waiting for me!

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But that’s not all. Look what else was waiting for me!

This is my new car; it’s a vintage, 1970′s series 3 Land Rover.

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And it’s MINE! Robbie bought it for me and he and Jason fixed almost everything on it in time for me to get here.

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By the way, it’s been named DODO (as per the license plate)! So I’m introducing you to The Dodo. You’ll probably see a lot of it and my mini this summer, (which by the way has been named The Doctor because the license plate says DOC. I need a Dalek key chain for my mini…lol).

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What I thought when I got here was that I only had three tea bags left in the cupboard. How could I survive with only three tea bags? :( There just is no way! So I asked R to drive to the store so I could get some more tea.

Then we cleaned up the cupboard and found all this tea! :D

But he still drove to the store to get me some fresh tea bags.

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Ah…my hero!

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Now we’re at home. R is with our friend Alan trying to sort out a problem on Alan’s car and I’ve just picked this lovely, fat Nigella seed pod out of the garden…

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…and drew it on the page that says “English”.

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It’s good to be here. :D

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I went for a walk around the hood this evening, after spending hours in the garden, and walked past a most highly manicured garden in the world which must belong to someone who owns a garden service called Momentous Impressions Gardening. (because the vans with that name were parked out front) And it makes perfect sense because this garden has the greenest, most even grass blades in the world, the most manicured clumps of vegetation and the sharpest edged borders from where peaks of the darkest, richest soil can be seen.

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Oy Vey!

Then I round the corner and come up to my garden. The one with the wonky photinia hedge and giant, overgrown cherry tree.

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And volunteer fir trees and lawns with more weeds and moss that actual grass.

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And a hodgepodge of saved plants from neighbourhood construction sites and rustic, old fences.

And I think, “what the heck am I doing having a garden show?”

So I hope people can look past the imperfections and see the glorious bits.

Like this wild and gorgeous clematis which looks like clematis with a bad hair day.


And the small vignettes I’ve set up in places.

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And the saved apple tree, which went from a hand full of leaves and one rotten apple to a glorious green top and a full harvest last year, and places for wildlife with this small pond, a bird bath, three fountains and some water plants.


But the tea cart is all washed and ready to be put into service and to be loaded up with tea cups and cookies, and Morgan is keeping a watchful eye on the goings on and always eager to test things out.


The broken irises have been gathered into vases,

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The roses and clematis are starting to open, and a wholly inappropriate chandelier has been hung in the garage just because it looks lovely there.

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So nevermind the mess. I think it’s going to be OK. :D

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Catching up, checking in

I’m sitting in the dining room this evening going thru some photos and talking to C about her day. I was just thinking how nice the light is, so I took another photo and downloaded that one too.

Days have been busy and a bit long round here lately. You remember when I contemplated doing this art in the garden show and thinking that if I spend an hour/day till the show working on the garden, this would equal 70 hours and that should be enough? Well, turns out it isn’t enough…and it’s taking a monster amount of time to get the garden lovely. (hence, lack of postage)

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And of course, this leaves less time for art, (again, hence, lack of postage)

And, finally, this leads to lack of cuddle time for the cats…hence, interrupted art and gardening…hence, lack of postage. Lol.


But I am getting somewhere, and, generally, the art and garden parts are coming along on schedule…not that there is a schedule…just a firm idea of success or fail in my head.

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Days in the garden are long and days in the studio relatively short in comparison, but Chloe joins me as often as she can. The other day she bought a $2 tank from the thrift and sketched a lovely design on it for herself while I painted. I love it when she stays in the studio with me. I love those times.


And other times she tries to get my attention while I’m gardening…lol. I love those times too.

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But everything is coming along in the garden. The seeds are all a success and coming along, and I found some old iron fence panels to cage the raspberries with so people can actually walk down the garden path.


Have a look at these beauties. The irises in the lower right photo I bought with the house, but the other three are saved from construction sites in the ‘hood. Aren’t they lovely? Such a beautiful surprise, since I saved them before they bloomed.


Lately I’ve been thinking about how I garden, and that means indoor as well as outdoor. I’ve been after one of these plants for a year or so now and have found a fantastic specimen for very little money. It’s a rabbit’s foot fern. So called because its aerial roots look like fluffy rabbit’s feet.

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Another bunch of plants, which I’ve been noticing lately, have been air plants, so I decided to do some gardening with one.

What do you think?


It’s a sort of Wardian case, which came form a thrift shop (and originally held some bath products according to the label which I scrubbed off), planted with three charming Wade figurines: a fish, swimming in a bone fountain, a monkey grinning form some driftwood C gave me, and squirrel ready to hide his nut among the polished pebbles.


And a beautiful air plant…which doesn’t actually live on air as I found out.

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Not much to report form the silversmithing studio. I’m afraid that my efforts continue to look rather VERY homemade and organic. (How do people get the bezels so smooth and the edges so perfect?)…(sigh)

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There are these five new rings; three with beach glass and two with beach polished pebbles.

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Actually, I like this one very much. I might keep it and wear it for a while.

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Well, little more sunlight left out there, so I’m off to water the garden.

Missing regular posting, but happy that all the work is getting done.

Big hugs to you all. I’m trying to come around to everyone’s blogs, so just remind me and I’ll be right over to say hi. :D

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Home, lately

Today I realised that I only have two weeks left to the art in the garden show! Yikes!

So Chloe and I decided that the patio has dried out as much as it’s going to and are taking advantage of these next few sunny days to give it a new coat of paint.

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Quite possibly it wasn’t the wisest of things to do to pressure wash the old wood just before an open to the public garden show, and Robbie and I had a hell of a time replacing rotten timbers, but the patio is as good as it’s going to be this year, and so, even though it will need replacing next year or the year after, it’s looking good with a generous coat of Sherwin Williams thick and gloopy patio paint.

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I took a walk in the garden in the late afternoon sun to bring you the scoop.

The patio pots have all been planted with petunias, geraniums and snapdragons in pinks, purples and creamy yellows and are just waiting for the patio furniture to get back into place so they can live out their lives in the dappled sun of the maple trees.

It’s a good thing too because a load of weeds have come up on the back patio that I need to weed out of there.

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I love purples and bronzes with creamy yellows, don’t you? It seems that purple is a bit of a theme round here this year.


Speaking of purple to the max, these are the “saved from the construction site” irises that I had no idea what colour they were going to be when I saved them last year.

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Aren’t they the most heavenly shade? I’m so happy I saved them.

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Mostly my seedlings are doing really well in the veg garden. The tomatoes were checked a little after last week’s hail storm, but I think they’ll recover. The peas, sweet peas, garlic, cabbages, cauliflower and beans are just fine.

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The little begonias, on a shelf on the North side of the house, are growing and blooming their hears out. I’m hoping for a really spectacular display in the next two weeks.

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The clematis Montana, which is growing up the ancient apple tree, is in full bloom. It’s so spectacular right now that I can’t get enough of it. Yesterday I saved some plants from the construction site which used to be my neighbours to the West and I looked up at the ancient apple tree and the clematis Montana and thought, “holy smokes, my neighbours have the best view!” :D

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So here is Morgan reminding me that I still have two bags of potting soil to allocate to pots and then I can rest. She’s always so helpful…lol.


The good side of today is that the garden part of the art in the garden show is coming along wonderfully. The not so good side is the art part is a little on the slow side, but I’m getting there. A new painting was started yesterday plus three new canvases primed.

More from my beautiful saved garden and my art in the days to come; sorry to be so pedantic in my posts but it’s occupying most of my time right now. I did contemplate getting up into the studio for the rest of the evening, but I’m feeling pretty tired and so I think I’ll watch a finale and have a rest. Don’t you hate that all the best shows are ending? (OK, truth be told I only actually watch 4 or 5 shows… Person of Interest, The Blacklist, NCIS, Elementary and Agents of Shield.) But what am I going to watch after this week? Hope they bring back Warehouse 13 or Defiance for an other season. Hey, did anyone watch Resurrection and Bitten? What a load of enjoyable silliness. What do we think? :D Anyone have any recommendations? I hear 24 is really good. I watch the first season but couldn’t stand the daughter. Before I watch it again I sure hope she gets disappeared. (Oops…did that come out loud?) Big hugs to everyone from the land of the tired. I think Agents of Shield is winning out in my mind …silliness without the testosterone stress factor.

Ciao Ciao for now. X

EDIT: What? Warehouse 13 final series is already started? Nobody tells me anything!!! :D

One golden hour in the day

One of my most favourite things in the world just happens. It’s not one of those things which can be planned, and, very often, happens when there really isn’t time for it to happen.

It’s a magical moment when everyone is doing their own thing and then everyone comes together somehow, a conversation starts and suddenly, no one wants to have to go make supper or do homework or anything else; it’s like there’s a golden hour where outside time stands still.

This golden hour happened today.

Chloe came home form her internship, Anastasiia came back from three hours of ballet, Robert and I put down our work for the day, and I opened two inks I had ordered a few days ago to give them a try.

Chloe started to tell us of her day, and we listened and chatted back and forth, and I painted a small chickadee with my new inks. (supper happened an hour late but no one cared)

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Chickadees don’t normally have green eyes, only in golden hours. :D

art: page from Tchaikovsky’s Romeo and Juliet, black and white Daler Rowney inks, green Mont Blanc ink, (used by my father for his fountain pens), ochre watercolour pencil.

Hello from Monday night, (which turned into a Tuesday morning post)

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When I was little, I would watch my aunt paint Easter eggs with her oils and tiny brushes. She’d have a small posy of some lovelies, usually violets and primroses, and she’d paint them on the eggs. That’s where I got the idea for the usual eggs I tend to paint, but this year, with R being here for Easter, newly painted eggs, (and more frequent posts), have kinda gone out the window. But I still wanted to commemorate Easter, and remembered that my grandmother and I would dye eggs naturally by boiling them with onion skins.

I looked in the fridge and I had only five white eggs, (the rest were brown), so decided to see what I could do with the five, thinking there really is very little point to dyeing brown eggs…well…brown.

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Whadaya think? I love them. Now we have five lovely hard boiled eggs, but they’re too pretty to eat. :D

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Speaking of R, I wrote a list of things which need doing with his help. I called it The Master List. R said I should call it The Make Robbie A Slave List. :( But he actually is such a great help and encouraged me to get together a list of the jobs we need to do around here. Sometimes it’s hard living in two countries.

I remember seeing a documentary about Carol Shields and remember being so moved by her message. She said that, life to her, seems like a flight. A flight of a bird who comes form darkness and flies into a vast cathedral of bright lights and colours and stained glass reflections and magical things, and then, flies out into darkness again. Wouldn’t it be lovely to have a bird fly beside you thru that experience?

Life is so much better for me when R and I are together in the same place at the same time.

Although we’re slowly getting thru The Slave/Master list, there is a second, personal list of things to achieve art wise before the art show, and R doesn’t even know the whole extent of that, and I’m allowing this second list to build up stress and worry…but I think I do this to myself…you know, impose deadlines and restrictions and expectations. I know that it keeps me motivated but at the price of what all that cortisol is doing. I must find a better way to manage my though processes.

But sometimes I have results…

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…and sometimes I make the dumbest mistakes…lol.

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Today, we spent a ridiculous amount of money on pressure treated lumber to replace some rotten planks in the front stairs and build a pergola on the east side of the garden.

Robbie replaced the planks and I dug pergola post holes. Morgan supervised as usual.

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Each evening, R and I look at The Master List, (which has not yet been renamed), and cross a thing of two off.

It’s such a good feeling. :D

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Now, hopefully, if my service provider is behaving itself, as I hit publish, this post will actually publish. :D

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A windstorm in the night

Well, here we are in that terrible West Coast spring weather, where the clouds pile up and crash into the mountains and it rains and rains and rains.

I’ve been busy inside the new silversmithing studio and also I’ve repotted the indoor plants and terrariums.


Then last night we had a windstorm and all the rain clouds were blown away.

Unfortunately, my greenhouse was also blown away and almost all the seedlings were dumped out into the garden.

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I picked up as many as I could and repotted them and watered them in. Robert righted the greenhouse and weighed it down with rocks and bricks.

Well, this will certainly be an interesting gardening year as I can’t tell my aster seedlings from my bachelor’s buttons from my zinnias! :D

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Still, the sun is shining, and so we got on with some outdoor work. (With Morgan’s supervision of course.)

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We bought a new, small pond pump and created a fountain from an old water pump I’ve had for years, and then, finally hung up a second fountain into a permanent place. Previously, this ornate Italian fountain was in the entrance hall of a past heritage house I owned, and I didn’t know what to do with it since I moved and left it in storage for about 13 years. The jury is still out on that one, but I think it’ll be fine where we put it; especially with a beautiful clematis growing over it.


And also, we took my dad’s old Craftsman toolbox and, after R drilled out the rivets holding the handles, we sanded down the rust…

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…and sprayed it with rust paint. I love the new shiny red. It still needs to dry and be put back together again and slid under one of the work benches, but as soon as I’ve got that done, I’ll take photos.

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We got lucky today, and tomorrow it’s supposed to be back to the rain, and, I suppose, back to indoor work, but the sun was lovely while it lasted. :D

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It’s been a quiet sort of day round here. A little work, a little play, a walk in the rain around the hood…nothing special going on.

I suppose it’s the first day we’ve had without someone rushing around. Chloe has finished her semester now and had a big sigh of relief, and now she’s off to Bryson’s parent’s cabin for a few days rest and cats and dogs and horses.

Robert and I are trying to figure out the best way to photograph my art work without a lot of natural light and it isn’t really working so I’m going to put it off till we get a brighter day.

Yesterday I made C a new ring, a bit of a congratulations of finishing your semester prezzy. I love the way it turned out but I still have a bit of work to finish burnishing the bezel around the beach glass and black goldstone.

And, after starting all the sweet peas and ending up with about 200% more healthy seedlings than my garden can accommodate, I smartened up and bought five nasturtium seedlings…just the right amount.

What’s going on with everyone? How’s spring coming along? Has it shown up in your part of the old globe yet?

My friend John has sprouted enough cabbage seedlings for England, Diane is having to protect her porch flowers from some late frost, Michelle has made the most wonderful, cuddly, bear sweater in the world, (she’s such a talented knitter), and Joanne is brewing some wonderful natural dyes. Can’t wait to see what she does with them. Speaking of, has anyone been dyeing with onion skins lately? I remember colouring Easter eggs with them. Think I might try again this year.

Let me know what you’re all up to. :D

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Hello from Sunday night

Hello everyone, exciting things are happening here. :)

So much has happened this week and I have so much to tell you!

Robert and I cooked up a surprise for Clove several months ago.


R planned to be in Canada for the spring and we kept the date secret. He flew in on Wed afternoon, just when C was in a class, and I went to the airport to pick him up.

We knew that by the time we got back form the airport, C would have been home already, so I dropped R off a block away and walked in to the house, gave Chloe some flowers to put in the vase and excused myself to the washroom.

In the meantime, R walked to the door and rang the bell.

And C had to go answer the door!!! :D Oh hugs and tears and disbelief! We pulled it off! It’s so hard to pull one over on C. We had a blast. :D


I came home from Mexico to lovely good news.

My seedlings for the Art in the Garden early display are doing very well.

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And I’ve been selected as one of the artists to show my work. Hooray! I’m so happy.
But now I have to get painting.

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The weather has been good enough that we’ve had our first lunch alfresco.

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And Morgan’s been bothering the chickadees and finches in the garden. I guess I should say that they’ve been bothering her with their singing and displaying.

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We’ve been cleaning out the garage to ready it for a studio space of sorts, and attacked the second work bench with my stamps and pens.

I love family projects. Everyone has so many fantastic ideas.

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I have a limited amount of stamps but they’re good stamps, and sharpies were used to write out our favourite sayings, someone found all sorts of glitter stuff, and the Bonjour fish made a reappearance in several spots.

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One other thing we did this week is finally get my father’s vintage Raleigh 20 bike tuned up.
He bought this bike in the early 1970s. Anyone remember the oil crisis of 1973? Well, my father decided he could cycle to the hospital and his practice if the worst came to the worst, and still tend to his patients.

Anyway, the worst never did come to the worst and this little bike stayed in the basement untouched and unridden till mom gave it to C. She washed and polished it, R pumped up the tires, WD40′ed the chain, and adjusted the seat, and that was that.

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That’s one happy girl.


Speaking of happy girl…

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Clove sends you this little clip. It’s of the most ridiculous porcupine, and is sure to make you happy.

Sharing with Mary for Mosaic Mondays, with Dwellings, and with Create With Joy. :D

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Hello from Sunday night

Hello from a wonderfully lazy Sunday night which resulted from a wonderfully lazy Sunday. Isn’t that how Sundays should be?

Every time…OK, it’s rare, but I try hard…every time I get a Sunday like today, I sink into it and enjoy every moment.

I think it has something to do with the rain…and stillness…and lack of energy after an all out Saturday and very late Saturday night…but what ever’s done it, isn’t it wonderful and decadent to have the time for a Sunday like today?

Actually, tonight is the full moon, isn’t it? Shame the night is so rainy and overcast, otherwise I would be tempted to put the crystals out onto the window sills into the moonlight for a clearing of energy, and grab one of those crystals to help me tomorrow.

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It’s been a hectic week with loads of unpleasantness all round, but I’ve done well. The notices in my Quo Vadis are checked off and everything is accounted for, and generally I’m on top of things. And seven days and counting till Mexico so lucky me will not be complaining.

Balance, it’s hard to find it some days, isn’t it?

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Like today, I decided to get a lazy start on the bunting for the Art in the Garden show. Now I know, I can swear, that I have a rotary cutter…somewhere…but for the life of me I couldn’t find it. Don’t you hate it when you so feel like getting into a project but lack the raw materials you know you have somewhere? Oh I hate that. It takes me so much energy to organise a project that I hardly have any left for the project itself!!!

So no rotary cutter, plus the old cutting board I have is cracked and definitely not self healing any more, meant a drive down to Michael’s to see about replacing the mat and rotary cutter. But then, bonus number 1! Don’t you love Michael’s perpetual 40% off on-line coupon?

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The cats didn’t move even once today. Milo has switched allegiance. He used to sleep on my bed but these days he’s on C’s bed; or rather, under C’s Hudson’s Bay blanket. I tried to call him for supper but he gave me the look as if to say, “you can’t mean me; I had the night shift.”

Morgan…well…Morgan is very good at ignoring everyone…all day.

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But I did hit my closet today. Mainly because our friend Eugenia will house sit for a week and, also, I need to organise some warm weather clothes, so my closet got the overhaul. This photo is from about midway thru organisation with a serious “not sure what to do with” pile on the shelf.

You know, sometimes I wonder if I’m the only person who hangs art inside her closet. If you do then let me know; I’d love to feel like part of a pack.

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C’s major focus this weekend has been on homework; on submitting two term papers ahead of Mexico week so she has peace and quiet, and evidence of study is all over her bedroom floor.

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I’m back to the lapidary club tomorrow with Walt to try to cast the silver things. I’m a bit trepidacious about the process, but feel like I’m in good hands with Walt, so feeling so very excited as well. I just want things to work out…you know? Want things to turn out perfectly. I know… the big I…the capitol “I”… ego talking. (But it’s all such a one shot deal…you know…such a long process of preparation and casting and one of a kind materials, which will be destroyed in the process and gone forever if it doesn’t work out.)

Later tonight when I speak to Robbie he’ll remind me that if I think I can control even 10% of my life I’m being arrogant. I love that he grounds me.

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I’ve been cooking for two lately. NO, DON’T GET EXCITED! I meant for two suppers…sheesh…I have three children too many already…and they keep multiplying!

No I meant I’ve been making larger suppers in order to freeze a portion for Eugenia while she’s here. Tonight I made the most delicious pork tenderloin a la Cordon Bleu; a left-over from my Cordon Bleu days. I’ll share the recipe. It’s been a most welcome family favourite for near on 30 years. Do you have family favourites?

We should do a family favourite cook off. :D

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Pork Tenderloin a la Cordon Bleu

2 lbs pork tenderloin
1 cup stock, (chicken or beef)
6-8 medium tomatoes, quartered
1 onion, sliced
bit of oil for frying

marinade for the meat:

2 Tbs soya sauce
4 Tbs ketchup
2 Tbs honey
1 Tbs Worcestershire sauce
1 tsp salt
1 Tbs fruit chutney type sauce, like HP sauce
1 tsp Dijon mustard
1 tsp pepper

- cut the meat into 2 inch slices
- mix marinade in a bowl and put meat into it and let stand for at least an hour. (I’ve left it overnight, frozen the pork in the marinade…all sorts of shenanigans.)

- pour a little oil into pan
- heat the oil and lift the pork slices from the marinade and brown them. Work in small batches and transfer the browned meat into a pot.
- After the meat is browned, add the onion to the pan, brown, and put into the pot with the meat and deglaze the pan with some stock and the rest of the marinade. Pour the stock into the pot over the meat.
- Cover and simmer for 30 minutes.
- Heat oven to 450 and, after the 30 minutes, lift the pork out of the pot reserving the stock and place pork into an over proof baking dish. Place cut tomatoes on top.
- reduce the stock by half and pour over the meat. Bake for 20-25 minutes.

Oh so simple and so yummy. Sorry for the not exactly precise directions. It was a sort of invented on the fly thing, and it’s been ages since I bothered to measure anything…but it’s safe to say you just can’t go wrong with this tangy/sweet/savoury dish.

I usually serve this with mashed potatoes, (mainly because I really love mashed potatoes), but it’s just as fabulous over pasta.

I hope you give it a try.

In the mean time, I hope you keep your balance this next week and please cross your fingers for my Great Lost Wax Method silver experiment; this next step on my silversmithing journey. (Sounds so mysterious, doesn’t it?)

Much love and big hugs. Keep your balance this week and I hope you start it off on a lovely positive note.


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