Commodity of Hope

My screened-in patio houses some fun inspirations like the dragonfly instilling the invaluable commodity of hope ... which is so critical in this time. The picture above is my patio view -- so serene.

Breathing is becoming easier in this altitude of change. Put in a full day's work, with no desire to do the un-fun tonight -- which rules out exercise.

Briefly met with my landlord who gave me overdue keys to the clubhouse and mailbox. What's exciting about that is there's a hot tub down there calling my name! But not today, as it's getting in the 50's again tonight.

I dwell solo in my slice of sanctuary ... with a hint of neighborly television noise as a backdrop to the clickety clack of my keyboard as I type ... that and the hum of my refrigerator, which gosh darn, I accidentally left open all night.

At the moment, I am in a state of allowing ... the vessel of my being ... to fill ... and forever be replenished ... with peace ... and prosperity. Amen ....

Here is my dinner of papaya and bananas tonight, which is a healthy contrast to last night's dinner comprising of an Isagenix shake with chips and hummus as the chaser.

Until next time, fare thee well ...

Raw results

I can't help but to grin and chuckle when I think of all it took to not only make this raw rarity, but to get it photogenic. Although I eat a high raw food diet, my girlfriend does not, but she felt inspired to try a recipe on my behalf and to determine if it would be a do-able path for her. If she were to base her decision on this sole experience, I'd have to say "uh, no."

But I think it would be unfair to base it on this experience alone since the recipe we followed was vague by most standards.

This "carrot cake" contained figs, carrots, dates, nuts and seasonings. When I asked hubby what he thought of my picture, fully expecting praise, he said several heartbeats later "it looks like vomit," LOL! I asked him if it at least looked like a pretty picture of vomit, and he said "yes." So I guess I'll take that :)

Anyway, we surmised that should we ever attempt to create this "cake" again, we'd do things alot differently -- Starting with trashing the recipe, replacing some of the ingredients and fine-tuning the blending and textures required for each ingredient.

The photo above is the first shot of the bunch, and although it wasn't the best, I liked the lighting (no flash) and the presentation.

These shots are favored because they represent a united bond with a friend I hadn't seen in years and because it reminds me of the fun labor of love that we created together (although she did most of the work, since I'm, for the most part, inept in the kitchen) while I visited her.

Here's another shot, but this time I used a flash. It came out crisper, but I still decided to soften the sharpness and colors: