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Oh. My. Goodness. I am so glad I have a couple of bags of green tomatoes in the freezer, and at the end of this coming growing season, I will be thrilled to have all those green fruits that never ripen.

I found this recipe on Serious Eats to use with green tomatoes and made it for lunch. The pot was licked clean afterwards (partly because I didn't pay attention to the servings but mostly because it was so delicious). I had to threaten Farmer Boy with never eating another thing for the rest of his life to make him taste it, but once he did, he declared he loved it and begged for more. We really enjoy Indian food and miss both our Indian friends in Egypt and having Indian restaurants who would deliver to our home in Maadi. I love to cook Indian food myself, but often I feel like the recipes turn out "Indian-inspired" more than the taste I associate with "the real thing." This recipe, however, tasted totally authentic to this wayfaringwordhack, who, thanks to getting pregnant at just the right moment, had to cancel the leg of her round-the-world trip that would have taken her to India and has, therefore, never set foot in that enticingly beautiful and incredibly diverse country.

I followed the recipe from Serious Eats very closely, but I will put it here with the changes I made.

Green Tomato Curry with Potatoes and Garlic from Raghavan Iyer's 660 Curries

Ingredients for
2 people :

  • 2 tablespoons oil
  • 4 garlic cloves, chopped
  • 3 small potatoes, unpeeled because that's how we roll in this house, and chopped into 1/2-inch cubes
  • 320 grams (8 oz ) green tomatoes sliced into 1-inch segments
  • 2 teaspoons garam masala
  • 1 1/2 teaspoons kosher salt
  • 1/4 teaspoon ground turmeric (I accidentally put in closer to 2 tsp)
  • 2 tablespoons cilantro, finely chopped (I forgot this, but it would have been even more divine with it, I'm sure)
  • Directions
    1. 1.

      Pour oil into a large skillet set over medium-high heat. Add garlic and cook until it is reddish brown, about a minute or so. Stir often. Make sure it doesn't burn. If it does, start over.

    2. 2.

      Add the potatoes, tomatoes, garam masala, salt and turmeric. Turn heat down to medium. Stir occasionally, and cook for about 10 minutes.

    3. 3.

      Pour in a cup of water (I used homemade soup stock). Scrape the pan with a wooden spoon to dislodge any browned bits. When the mixture comes to a boil, cover the skillet, reduce heat to medium low and simmer for 12 to 15 minutes, or until the potatoes and tomatoes are tender. Stir every few minutes or so.

    4. 4.

      You want the final sauce to be kind of thick, so mash up a few of the potatoes and tomatoes with the wooden spoon. Turn off the heat, stir in the cilantro, and serve.

    Bon appétit (or "bhojan kaa aanand lijiye" as Google tells me is the translation to Hindi)

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In this entry, I posted that I would like to try to at least look at my manuscript every day, whether or not I work on it; just look and progress would more likely be made than not. I am here to report that I have not looked at the MS every day. However, I have edited 82 of 132 pages, so I feel gracious enough towards myself considering all the the other stuff I have had on my plate like preparing a big birthday party and getting seedlings started for the new growing year, amongst other things.

The manuscript that I have edited is not the one I referenced in the other post, though. I still have to sit down with that other project and figure out a timeline for finishing illustrations and such.We are supposed to have a dedicated craft room in this house, but right now most of that is taken up with a seedling propagator. With a fairly short growing season and now being in possession of a grow tunnel, I need to get on the ball with as many plants as I can for longer harvests.

And as for that garden layout overhaul? Still all in my head. I did run the chickens through part of the existing patch on bug and plant patrol, but as for the actual marking out of beds? Nope. 

It will happen. It will happen. In the meantime, breathe deeply and give grace.


Oh, and the ducklings I mentioned yesterday? Hatched. Haven't seen if all 12 eggs made it, but they are so darling and so YELLOW!
wayfaringwordhack: (art - guitton housework)
 Not my sons, mind you. My poultry dads' sons.

As you might (or probably don't) remember, we had some trouble with our first rooster, Rico. His aggressive nature earned him a one-way ticket to the soup pot, but not before he sired a son, our first chick to hatch here on our little farm. "Miracle" we named him because the brood hen abandoned the nest just before he hatched, and I found his cold, stiff body in a corner of the box. Lots of prayers and warm breath over his little body in my cupped hands were rewarded by a tiny cheep, so I quickly restored him to his suddenly attentive mother. Against all odds, Miracle made it and is now our alpha rooster.

His mother is the barred hen (Coucou de Malines Tete de Dindon) on the right, and so far, he is not aggressive like his sire.

Our second rooster, Lila, also met his end as coq-au-vin because of a nasty temperment and some doubts as to his desirability as a flock sire. Like Rico, he fathered a son that we ended up keeping anyhow, another chick with a miraculous birth story. Storm, the barred hen above, was the broody hen this time around, and she crushed the egg before the chick finished pipping. I brought it inside and spent hours moistening the shell and membrane so that the chick could hatch. His name is Lucky Fluffypants, and he is twice lucky because because the other chick that hatched with him was killed by a hawk. Here he is now, a fierce-look but so far not a fierce character. We'll see. His half sister is the red hen on the right in the picture above, and so far she is a great layer.


Here he is with his mother, a Wyandotte.

We have a new drake, Ghengis II, because his father developed a limp that lasted months. I decided to keep this one instead and hope I made a good choice. His mom is sitting on her first clutch of the year, and we should have ducklings tomorrow.
wayfaringwordhack: (camel love)
 Farmer Boy turned 5 one week ago. We had a pirate party, as per his request,. Twenty-two of us celebrated him with fine piratical fare and a treasure hunt. It was lovely to see him enjoying himself with the new friends we've made of late (families who are doing some form of alternative education like we are). It makes up for his first words to me when he woke up on his birthday last year, which were, "Are my friends downstairs waiting to celebrate with me?"

He is bright and fun, and just as loving, bighearted, and generous as he has always been. What a blessed woman I am.

wayfaringwordhack: (Sprout !!!)
 Sprout is really something in a lot of ways, as most parents would likely say of one of their children, but when it comes to her feminist streak...let's just say, her streak is a mile wide or more.

I am reading a book with her called Herstory: 50 Women and Girls Who Shook up the World, and while I blubber like a baby at some of the stories, she gets fired up and ready to go to war. It is too late for me to go into a lot of detail about the book or Sprout, but she said something to me today after we watched Aquaman that I wanted to record.

"Mom," she said, "do you want to know what I just made up? The robes of king can fit well on a queen."

To which I heartily agreed.

Then she came back and told me, "Here is another one: In a fight, brain makes more might."

She is in bed, and I can't ask if that second one was her exact wording, but the sentiment is there. 

She might not ever shake up the whole world, but she sure shakes up mine.

Here I am

2 Jan 2019 09:31 am
wayfaringwordhack: (art - monk)
I felt prompted to check my friends feed after weeks and weeks of absence due to all the busyness that is life, and I have caught up with you all as far as DW will let me without clicking on the feed of each individual friend. As broad as it may be, I want to wish all of you fulfillment and peace, journeys and discoveries, hope and love in 2019.

As the result of my conditioning, with the turn of the year, I am looking back--myopically and selectively, I admit--on the last year and peering into the new with hopeful thoughts of Different and Better.

My major failed goal of last year was not sending out my children's book by March end, much less finishing it.  I would like to rectify that this year. I have no set date this time. I need to sit down with the project and make specific goals to achieve by specific dates. I like [personal profile] asakiyume 's idea in this post about at least opening the document every day.

I was overwhelmed and consumed with my gardening this past year, and while I feel I did a lot, I did not succeed a lot. That sucks, to spend so much time and to have so little to show for it in this lean season. Even throughout the chief growing season, I do not feel we had abundance.* My goal this year is to be smarter about what I grow based on what performed well and what we eat the most of. Logical, I know, but it is a both a difficult thing to predict based on the weather and my own lack of experience. We have the grow tunnel in place this year, so that should help, but I am also planning a major layout overhaul of the existing veggie patch and feeling a panicky about it already because, as usual, I feel I don't know enough (perfectionist me abhors not getting things "right," don't you know), and true to form, I did not do the preliminary work in the autumn when it was time to get the ball rolling to prepare this year's beds.

However, my word for this year is not "Stress-Free" (two words?), but I am going to try to give myself grace. I want to learn and do; do and learn. Fail and forgive; forget and assimilate. 

To use the Google Dictionary: Grace: courteous goodwill. and Merriam-Webster: : disposition to or an act or instance of kindness, courtesy, or clemency.

Yeah, Grace. That is my word for this year.

Have you set goals or do you choose a word to define and focus your coming year?


*We had lots of tomatoes, lots and lots, but even zucchini, which everyone talks about having soooooooo much of, did not give that well with the drought.

wayfaringwordhack: (art - guitton housework)
I have made this recipe a few times now, and I thought I would share it in case anyone else has some apples they need to use up (I have a couple of crates!). And posting it allows me to keep a handy record of the changes I have made. One of these days, I'll transfer all my notecard-recorded recipes into a notebook, but until I do, this is a nice way to organize them.

 Let me know if you make the crisp and what you think. Bon appétit !

This is adapted from "
Potluck Apple Crisp" on tasteofhome.com





Apple filling:

  • 12 medium apples, sliced & peeled 1
  • 1 cup sugar (200 g)2
  • 2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground nutmeg



Crust and Topping:

  • 1/2 cup shortening (95g)
  • 1/2 cup butter, softened (113g)
  • 1 cup packed brown sugar (I use 200g raw sugar with 1T molasses)
  • 1-1/2 cups all-purpose flour (210g)
  • 1-1/2 cups old-fashioned oats (150g)
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt






Preheat oven to 400°F (205°C) In a Dutch oven or heavy pot, combine apples, sugar, cinnamon and nutmeg; cook and stir over medium heat just until apples are tender. Cover the pot if the apples are drying out too much.

Set aside.


In a large bowl, cream the shortening, butter and brown sugar. Combine the flour, oats, baking soda and salt. Add to creamed mixture and mix well. Pat half of flour mixture into a greased 13x9-in. baking dish and bake for 10-15 minutes, long enough for the crust to start to set.3


Remove from oven and spread apples over top while still hot. Crumble remaining flour mixture over apples. Bake at 400°F (205°C) for 25-30 minutes or until golden brown. Serve warm with ice cream or whipped cream if desired.


1. I use an apple peeler that cores and slices the apples at the same time. I then break these slices into quarters. I also use about four kinds of apples for different flavor notes. If you buy organic apples, save your peels and cores to make Apple Scrap Jam. So easy and delicious.
2. Two cups of sugar is called for in the original recipe calls, which is just way too much for my taste. Depending on your preferences and apples, I would err on the side of less sugar and work your way up. I put only 1/3 cup the 2nd time I made it and found it fine.

3. The original recipe calls for adding the apples over an unbaked crust, which I did the first time. However, the bottom crust was lost in a total mush with the apple filling and was a bit gritty in the mouth. I much prefer to pre-bake the bottom first. Your tastebuds may disagree.
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 Nothing like an entry that comes almost a month late. 

I finally finished fiddling with my Inktober sketch about a week ago but forgot to post last week.  Here is a comparison with the post-wash piece and the final version where I added the shadows.


The use of my camera flash on one version explains the color difference. Alas, there is still no nice photo in sight.

My take away from Inktober is that first and foremost, I absolutely loved doing the challenge. I like that I had decided from the outset what I would do and how I would do it. The not having to search for inspiration or my materials each day was such a pleasant way to work. No hassle and no stress suits me very well. Also, I had the THING to stick to, the personal commitment to a challenge, and that saw me through on this piece, even when Inktober ended. Once I finished the piece, though, I put all art aside.* Hosting Thanksgiving dinner for my neighbors mostly explains this complete standstill.

The just drawing-what-I-want-how-I-want had the downside of resulting in a sketch that lacks the coherence and believable depth it could have had. Without thinking more about composition beforehand, I sketched myself into several corners. I am not disappointed with what I accomplished, but it did serve to show me how important some forethought is. While I enjoyed sketching the way I did, I feel a bit paralyzed about starting pieces where I DO need to think things through. It just feels so tedious. Necessary, but tedious.  

Still, I need to step up to the plate and make it happen. My only other choice is to turn in my children's nonfic manuscript and let the publisher find an illustrator. I really want to ty to illustrate it myself before going that route, though.

While I was not at all thinking about my natural (comfortable) style while doing this piece vs a style that would be compatible with the kids' book, I do have the uncomfortable feeling that a more cartoony style is not in me. 

And that is enough rambling for now. 

* I did spend almost an entire day yesterday trying to figure out a page layout in my MS that is giving me fits, so I have begun to work again. I just need to turn finishing this beast into a challenge of sorts, frex: figuring out how many illustrations I have to do and assigning a certain amount of time to each.

Do any of you have a way of setting targets for yourself that are both fun and efficacious?
wayfaringwordhack: (pondering)
 I meant to post this earlier but life has been tumultuous the past week and a half. I still have yet to finish this Inktober piece or sum up my thoughts on my month, but I did apply an ink wash after much hemming and hawing over whether or not I should do it. I decided that I have no experience in this and never will have if I don't take risks. So after trying to get a good photo for future reference's sake should I totally ruin the sketch with a wash, I went ahead and laid down some ink.

The wash totally changed the look of the piece and created new challenges and needs in terms of shading and darkening the values elsewhere in the piece. That is what I will be working on little by little.  

Execution aside, do you prefer it with or without the dark background?


7 Nov 2018 10:59 am
wayfaringwordhack: (art - guitton housework)
Take a look and tell me what you see:

Need a closer look?

What do you suppose this is?

This, my friends, is the makings of kimchi, all homegrown, even the ginger there in the front that looks like a dirty stone.

Deliciousness will ensue.
wayfaringwordhack: (pondering)
 I didn't do my wash as planned, but, here, have a phone photo. This is some of the work I was able to do over the last couple of days :


I hope to do a write up about what I liked, what I didn't, what I learned, etc., and post the final in the next couple of days, but life has been really life-y these past few days, leaving me little time for what I want to get done.

here is a link to the other progress photos.
wayfaringwordhack: (pondering)
 ...but my work on this piece has not. I had a lot going on yesterday and knew I wouldn't be able to work on it then. The days before saw us having a snow storm that knocked out our power and left us with gigantic fallen oak branches to get off the road and cut down for firewood (actually Julien did most of that; I just moved a few small ones). Leaves haven't fallen from the trees and we have had a drought year, so the combination of greater landing area for the wet snow and sapless, fragilized branches was too much for the trees. The roads were (are) a mess all over the area. Another driver and I were stuck on a back road last night, moving branches together, one so big he had to hike to his parents' house to get a chainsaw to take care of it.

But I digress. You don't need my excuses. In any case, I did draw yesterday, so I have successfully completed Inktober, even if I need to do a bit more work on my piece. I did a bit today but didn't photograph it to keep this reference confined to progress made during the Inktober challenge.

This is what I have so far, and since I haven't finished, I don't have to have a nice photo ;) (However, the photo looks blurry now and was not in my photo program :-/ )

the progression )

I hope to have the final to show for my snippet this Saturday.
wayfaringwordhack: (pondering)
I know, I know. It is not Sunday, not even here in France.  However, I don't really like getting on the computer much on Sunday, seeing as how it is my day of rest. So now, I guess I will start saying Snippet Saturday.  I do hope to keep up with snippets of some kind after Inktober comes to an end. It is a manageable way for me to post, giving me some content that I don't have to think too much about.

This week's installment:

Sorry for the bluriness. I am always apologizing for my crap presentation, but I promise to make a better effort with the final.

The previous weeks:
3, 2, 1... )
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Wow. Only a little over a week to go. I can't wait to see how this is going to come together.

My husband and I had a good laugh over how I said I was pleased that i wasn't trying to be so detail-oriented. But! This piece is full of abstract lines!

Scanned and pasted together, which explains the odd white band on the right that I can't be bothered to fix right now.
Weeks 1 and 2 under cut )
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 I thought I would share that Banjo found a new home a couple of weeks ago. He now lives with a family who has a fenced-in yard and a female dog in need of companionship. I am so happy, grateful, and relieved. 
wayfaringwordhack: (pondering)
I missed yesterday's snippet on account of being out of town (out of countryside?) for a family visit, so here is last week's Inktober effort, a day late:

I scanned as intended, but because my scanner 's screen is just shy of the paper's dimensions, I didn't quite get all of the image. What didn't make it on is not worth rescanning and frankensteining to get a full image. I'll do that with the final artwork.

(click for a larger image)

Here is a link to the first week in case you want to see how I progressed.
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For the first time ever, I am participating in Inktober. This is meant to be a lowkey challenge for me, a way for me to keep it simple and just have a pen in hand again.  That is all I am using for the moment: a pen and a single sheet of paper. I still haven't decided whether or not I will do an ink wash over parts of the image. I think I will, but that decision can come later.

I'll try to remember to scan my images next time instead of using my phone to take pics.

The whole, being drawn on a 30.5 X 45.5 cm (12 X 18in) block of water color paper (in case I do decide to do an ink wash):

I started on the bottom right of the image:

The most challenging thing so far? Loosening up. I started to get there toward the end of the week, I think, as seen by the suggestive lines of this top coral mass and the hinted-at fish from today's session. 

Again, sorry for the image quality.

wayfaringwordhack: (Sprout !!!)
Remember when I said to keep on eye on our pond? This pond, that was so poorly made (and by a professional, we were told):

Here it is this winter, with Sprout for scale, at maximum capacity, and you can see the liner is never fully underwater. There was always a minimum of 12" (30cm) of liner showing. Because the banks were so steep they were a danger to kids and animals and could not be disguised by vegetation, earth, or stones.

Yes, it was big and deep enough for the ducks to have a good dunk, but it was still an eyesore.

So instead of simply clearing out the sedges that were beginning to take over, we decided on a total pond overhaul. As you might have seen in a recent post, J already pulled out the liner; and when we rented an excavator to install a new septic system, we took advantage of it to reshape and extend the pond.

J started leveling things out:

Progress photos under the cut... )
Let us hope that the regrowth with be both rapid and beautiful. I will now go downstairs with a rake, bucket, and shovel, and start collecting stones and smoothing things out. The sooner I get that done, the sooner we can get the ducks in place. And boy am I going to be happy to do that. They are not good animals to move around on pasture. Think of all the water I must lug around... 

Gleying developments to come as they, well, develop...:P

wayfaringwordhack: (pondering)
 (This was a longer, and arguably better written post <certainly more filled with personal anecdotes> in the first effort that the Internet ate, so here is a the whittled down version)

In May 2017, I started doing Hal Elrod's Miracle Morning in an effort to focus my time and improve the quality of my state of mind. If you haven't heard of it, it is a 6-step morning routine designed to help one be more productive and achieve important goals, whether those be financial, relational, health-related...

In a nutshell the acronym S.A.V.E.R.S. helps you start off your morning with Silence, Affirmation, Visualization, Exercise, Reading, and Scribing. I find the Silence, Affirmations, and Exercise to be the most helpful so far; I do not excel at Visualization and have never hit a Scribing (Journalling) stride. I usually just list three things I am grateful for, but I want to do something more. Just don't know what that is yet.

In the year and four months since I started my Miracle Morning routine, I have seriously fallen off the wagon several times, ceasing to do it when I probably needed it the most, but just not able to give up the extra hours of sleep that my body insisted it must have to function.

However, when I DO do it, I see such a marked improvement in how I spend my time and how I treat those around me, including myself. So, for the past two weeks or so, I have been starting my day with my routine again and feel better for it. As an aside, I also use a bullet journal in conjunction with my Miracle Morning, and my use of that has been more steady but still not up to snuff.

Do any of you do a Miracle Morning routine or use a bullet journal? If so, what do you find helpful about it/them? How do you use it/them?
wayfaringwordhack: (pondering)
 I wanted to make a quick post, but I never know when I can be quick and succinct. Not a good thing for someone who likes to write!


I  often make an effort (oh, how I wish I could say "always") to assess why I feel a certain way so that I can correct my course, as it were, and help my children navigate their paths and feelings.  

The other day, J told the neighbor with the sheep that we had re-homed our dog, and the neighbor just said, "Oh really? It's done. Well, sheep and dogs are never a good mix."

Feeling raw, as I was, over the whole thing, I was shocked/irked/hurt that the neighbor didn't express any sympathy for our situation, for the fact that we had to give up a pet that was part of the family for almost a year, for the kids who keep asking where Banjo is. It isn't his place to apologize for the situation we caused by getting the dog, but I thought he would be sorry, in a generally sorry way, that it ended the way it did.

But, he wasn't; he wandered off to see his sheep shortly thereafter. He wasn't rude, and there were quite a few pauses in the conversation. So maybe he was sorry, maybe he was processing it all and didn't know how to say whatever he wanted to say. 

There I sat, wanting to hear some commiseration. As if I were entitled to it. I had to break that down for a while, really let it settle in that I can't let a sense entitlement be the directing force in my relationship with others. Not only is it ultimately selfish, it is controlling and anger-making.

I already knew these things. But now I know them a little bit better. Hopefully the knowing will go on and on until I really get it, and my relationships with others and myself will be better for it.


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