Trees, especially if big

I've liked trees for a LONG time. Used to climb a copper beach tree when I was a kid growing up in western Mass. Love to run in the woods in suburban Minnesota. Very fun to do it on a clear night with a full moon. I'm awed by big trees like very tall pines.

Closer to home, the title of BIG TREE usually goes to a cottonwood, which seems to thrive in our soil and climate.

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Hilary said…

Apparently I like to look at big trees, too. In all seriousness, they can be quite magnificent!

April 13, 2009 at 10:43 PM

Heather said…

I've never seen sequoias, but the tallest trees I've ever seen were in Oregon when we hiked up Multnomah Falls. I think because it's so dense there, they simply grow straight up. Completely covered in moss, they looked like something I would picture from the Amazon jungle

April 13, 2009 at 10:51 PM

Spring in a bottle

Sal and I both like tulips, so while winter still has a loose grip on Minnesota, we're enjoying some "bottled freshness". I remember planting tulip bulbs with my Mom when I was a kid growing up in Massachsetts I can still recall the frangrance of the bone meal that we always poured into the hole before pressing the bulb gently into place. I think they might be my favorite flower.

Collaboration cheesecake

When I was boy, my uncle used to tell me a story about a man who served him some rabbit stew. My uncle said to the man that it tasted a little different, and he asked the man what was in it, and the man said "well it has some horsemeat in it and some rabbit meat," and my uncle said "it's pretty good, how do you make it?" The man said, "oh, it's really easy, all you do is boil a big pot of water and carrots and cabbage, season with salt and pepper, and then add the meat." "I see," said my uncle, "how much of each kind?" "Oh, that's easy too," said the man, "I use one horse and one rabbit." Well, with this Collaboration cheesecake, Vivi made the fantastic cheesecake, she bought and rinsed the raspberries and asked me to put them on the chocolate gnache topping in any design I wanted for Nana's birthday. So I did....and that's all I did, but that's apparently all that you need for a collabora...

The Gentle Smith Matriarch

We met in 1966 when she was 18 and I was 22. We began dating soon afterward, and as I recall never disagreed on much. Our childhood homes were 3000 miles apart and we loved Minnesota and each other, so we got engaged in July 67, married in December and moved into a house with a teenage foster daughter. This was followed by , Daughter 1 the following September, Daughter 2 three years later, Daughter 3, a year and a half later, ..and eventually Son, 3 years later. There were also about 15 different short-term teen-foster boys in those years. The gentle matriarch has worked her whole life, hard. I went to college nights for a few years, she worked outside the home part-time while the kids were growing. She spent frugally, loved lavishly, and has always cared first and foremost about her family. She is a gentle giant who has brought love, fun, discipline, imagination, good food, and artistic, creative homemaking to our big family....and as I write this she's preparing for Easter Dinner...

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