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“The Artful Dodger“ #25
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So Robert and I were at Whole Foods today shopping for a few (emphasis “few”) things: his deionized water (don’t get me started), dried porcini mushrooms (don’t get me started, again — one of his recipes) and my white balsamic vinegar, which I REALLY needed for an incredible salad dressing that I have fallen in love with. (I’m a retired English professor, so I know better than to end a sentence with a proposition, but who cares? I’m retired.)
We were successful with finding the water and the white balsamic vinegar. And all went well until we got to the checkout counter.
For some reason when we tried to scan the white balsamic vinegar, it said “Price cannot be resolved” as if we were in some United Nations mediation.
The delightfully beautiful clerk went to try to figure out what the “Resolve” issue was. She came back, beaming and said “It’s free!“
So then (we’re back at Whole Foods now) we went onto our next item, fresh Turmeric!
Okay, explanation. I have been having a bit of an issue with high blood pressure lately. I have been trying to incorporate both fresh ginger and fresh turmeric into our diet.
I put the turmeric down on the scale thingy.
Walked a little closer.
Walked a little closer still and saw her.
Do you see her? She’s walking to the left with a healthy gait. Encouraging me!
HEALTHY ART! AT WHOLE FOODS!
Five Friday Happy Bringers 2/7/25
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Savannah winter camellias … in my bathroom.
2. My Crock Pot Sunday Sirloin Tip Roast, which we had, well, last Sunday.
Here’s a photo timeline of how it went down.
Put it in the Crock Pot, then walk away for eight hours.
But unlike Lot’s unfortunate wife, you know in the Sodom and Gomorrah saga, I did not look back and be turned into a pillar of Morton Salt.
Eight hours later …
Oh my GOODness!
Okay, I’ve probably brought you to near catastrophic boredom ranting about this roast, but do you know the difference between top and tip sirloin? I admit that I did not. Well, let AI inform us …
Here is what AI did not tell you: “tip” is substantially cheaper than “top,” (which is why I bought it to begin with).
You can now splash some cold water on your face and continue reading about my remaining Happy Bringers.
3. The amazing ability to SEE! In any direction. Take a moment to be grateful for this miracle. Everybody doesn’t have it.
4. Somehow, on a walk yesterday afternoon near us here in Savannah, being able to see a little beauty even in the wake of destruction.
Or maybe that’s not beauty. What do you think?
5. Completing 14,000 minutes of meditation this week.
But seriously, wouldn’t you think I’d be a bit more … enlightened by now?! Instead of still sometimes wondering what meditation actually is.
May you have a WONDERful Weekend ahead.
“Petty Cat”
My Saturday Evening Post: 2/1/25 “Expresso Cat. Fox?”
So tonight, I made Espresso Martinis for Robert and me.
I settled on the couch, and kitty cat Benny jumped into my lap.
Okay, “Rest little one.”
But then, lo and behold, a FOX jumped into my (beautiful) martini glass …
We talked a while.
Then somehow, he disappeared.
And that’s my Saturday Evening Post.
Left Behind
It’s hard to believe that a week ago Savannah was COVERED in snow and ice.
Quite the rarity.
But it’s 70° now, and I just finished a delightful afternoon walk.
But as I was traversing a particularly shady area, LO AND BEHOLD, look what I saw!
A gigantic Snow Frog leaping from the Monkey Grass onto the sidewalk directly in front of me.
I started to question his pedestrian sensibilities, but then decided against it.
I wanted to give him a little more precious time to get to wherever he was going.
Five Friday Happy Bringers 1/24/25
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. My insanely delicious baked Buffalo Chicken Drumsticks for lunch yesterday. And so easy to make.
(I pretend they’re healthy, with the addition of the celery and carrots.)
2. Still marveling at our rare Snow-vannah we experienced this week.
Looking right and left outside the door of our old mid-1800’s apartment building …
What’s a snow shovel? And where on earth would you buy one? Or even want one? Isn’t snow supposed to melt the next day?
We also don’t have sleds or sleighs or whatever you use to careen playfully down snow-covered hills.
So you have to improvise. Here’s a little video of grandson Gabriel doing just that in his front yard.
That’s called Minimalist Sledding.
And other grandchildren in their backyard across the state from us in Columbus, Georgia …
But this morning, everything doesn’t look quite so angelically white and inviting. Why didn’t someone tell me the beautiful powder turns into gray and slushy mush?!
Who wants to slide in that?
3. The priceless blessing of a warm dwelling. I so often take it for granted, but I know that everyone is not so fortunate.
4. Lavender!
I love its restful, calming scent.
H.R. and I have enjoyed chocolate-lavender candy bars, lavender cookies, lavender salt and lavender tea. Have you had lavender in other foods or drinks?
4. The ability to lean.
May you lean into some Good Moments this weekend.
My Saturday Evening Post: 1/11/25 “The Highest Bidder?”
So back in 1985 I started saving my yearly/monthly calendars.
I’m not sure why.
So that makes … what? Forty years in 2025.
I suppose it started out as just a way to remember birthdays, appointments, to do’s and other important (or unimportant) dates I was prone to forget. This was before the days of “Siri, remind me ….”
But it morphed into jottings of my hopes and dreams, my frustrations, my successes, my problems, my New Year’s Resolutions (difficult to look back over today), my very … non-Facebook life.
As I skim through the pages of years/years of pages, I see emerging themes: family, children, travel, career, wife, ex-wife, coming out, husband, grandchildren, parental deaths, medical issues, joy, sorrow … Life.
I’m not sure what to do with them. Leave them to my daughters? Burn them?
The National Enquirer? People Magazine? The highest bidder?
Here’s to my new calendar for 2025 and whatever it may bring.
May your 2025 calendar be filled with Good.
And that’s my Saturday Evening Post. 1/11/2025.
You’re Never Too Old
Merriest of Christmases to You!
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