Find recipes that are just a stir of ingredients which you empty into a container and cook in the oven.
“Where’s the cake mix bowl for me to lick?”
Cake just taken out of the oven.
CAKE-After baking, make holes in the base of the cake with a skewer. Wrap your cake in tin foil. After a few weeks add brandy into the holes with a spoon. Wrap up the cake again. Roll out your icing and place it on top of the cake when it’s ready to eat or use the cake as a decoration.
TERRINE-Double the terrine recipes to save time on another day. After cooking, partially freeze them. Make cuts across the terrines, wrap each slice in tin foil and return the slices to the freezer.
You want to give something special. You want to give something original. You may want to stick to a budget price.
PAINT A SIMPLE SUNSET PICTURE IN ACRYLICS
Find one of your sunset photos.
Buy from an art shop, children’s store or large super market:
A small plain artist’s canvas. A small artist’s brush. A few small tubes of acrylic paint in the colours of the photo. Remember you can mix colours so you only need to buy a few tubes. Black and white are useful.
Pinks and greys for a girl maybe
Print the photo in the approximate size of your canvas on to paper (optional).
Use a soft pencil to copy the shapes from your photo/print on to the canvas (optional).
Mix your small blobs of acrylic paint on a piece of cardboard or grease-proof paper.
Brush your first colour on to the canvas in all the obvious places. Repeat with other colours. Leave to dry.
Fill in with more colours/shades and add layers by placing some on top of dry areas. You can thin the acrylic with water to make a lighter mix. Leave to dry. Continue until you are happy.
Add your signature!
Purple and orange for a stronger look
You can, as well, use an artist’s palette knife for your paintings to give them texture like these. Make sure your paintings dry in a safe place away from children and pets!
Well, we great danes, Stellar and Venus, hear her with the noisy thing again. She holds the big shiny things and goes click click, click click. Then she puts tiny bits into the cloth. Ouch! We lie down and wait until she finishes. Zzr zzr, zzr zrr it goes.
The Shorter Purple Dress
Sewing On The Panels.
Me-I removed some cream polyester/chiffon panels hanging from the base of a purple lace dress. They looked stylish but the dress looked better without them. I gave the shortened purple dress to a friend. My different black and cream dress is a little short for me, so guess what? The panels I removed from the purple dress will lengthen it. I cut them in half, folded them and pinned them to the dress. Yes it’s better!
When she sits like us, we go up to her and she strokes us. She says, “Sit” and we do too. We great danes, Stellar and Venus, sniff the book she opens. It smells of grey spotty stuff, dust and tiny creepies. She looks at the long thread of drool that’s hanging over the book. She wipes it off me. Now she’s happy again and throws our soft thingys for us.
Stellar, my library assistant.
Me-Over the years we have accumulated forty photo albums. Of course we have various digital albums too which grow by the week. However, the old albums have moved house with us many times. They were rescued and dried after water damage and used for special occasions when we searched inside them for archive material to reveal at weddings etc. We can’t throw them away. The family history is hidden inside. I use my mobile camera to photograph and edit each one of many pictures. I sharpen the black and white pictures of ancestors and our separate childhood years and I enhance the remaining colour photos. I store them and share the folders of the single lives of me and my partner, from our births to our marriage. Our family see us both with a new perspective. Maybe they see us more as individuals now and they understand how our personalities developed. They see links between the older and newer members of the family.
A few photo albums, a family tree, some large black and white pictures of ancestors are all digitalised and shared now. On to the next album!
We great Danes , Stellar and Venus, can’t resist it. She’s in the smells room again. She puts thingys in the small and big boxes. When she takes them out they’re hot and they smell mmmmm!
I’m not really here.
PUMPKIN AND CHEESY HALF MOONS Peel and cut your squash/pumpkin into crescent shapes. Cook them in the oven or microwave until soft. Place any cheese e.g. cheddar, mozzarella, blue cheese on top and sprinkle with smashed hazel nuts. Grill.
Squash/Pumpkin Half Moons with green beans (flavoured)
POTATO AND MUSHROOM GRATIN Peel, slice and boil potatoes. Fry sliced mushrooms in olive oil. Season and stir gently. Place grated cheese on top (optional). Bake.
Potato and Mushroom Gratin (meat slices optional).
We Great Danes, Stellar and Venus, smell the little thingys with tiny legs. They’re slow so they hide from us. Where is it now?
Can you see the small chameleon?
Me-I find happiness in various ways. One way is from cherishing memories. Nature is inspirational and plants and animals interest me giving me happiness too. Our garden has occasional visits from chameleons. They may be young and small or fully grown. Their ability to use camouflage is fascinating, turning from brownish-grey when resting on old fallen leaves to emerald green when appearing from a Lantana hedge.
As my late mother sat in a green garden chair, a chameleon about fifteen centimetres long was walking towards her purposefully. I was able to move her before she saw it. Perhaps it thought the chair was a shrub to climb. Instead the chameleon began to climb the real shrub behind the chair. I write this as a happy memory as for the first time I will remember my mother’s ninety fourth October birthday without her.
The chameleon prefers to climb the oleander instead of my mother’s green chair.
In summer it’s hot so we great danes, Stellar and Venus, walk inside through the open door into the cool room. This time we have to wait. People must be there. She makes us wait so we don’t run in. Hurry up, I want to see everyone.
She’s like this when it’s wet outside. We have to sit and wait, wait, wait. She opens the door and wipes my paws with a black cloth. I want to pull my paw away. It feels funny. She wipes all my wet paws. If I’m wet from walking she wipes the splashes off my muddy tummy. He tells her to stop. She says we’re dirty. He says we’re not dirty.
I get fed up when it’s raining as then we’re very muddy. Then she puts each paw in a bowl of water. It’s difficult to stand on three legs. I lift my paw quickly and the water splashes her. She looks a mess. She brushes off the mud from each paw under the water.