Tuesday, March 31, 2009

cinquain

cinquain
definition: five lined unrhyming poem (1-2-3-4-1) 1 word on the top row, 2 on the second, 3 on the third, 4 on the fourth and one on the last.

From a book of poetry written in school when I was ten. Unearthed in the reclaiming of my little back room. I so wish I could remember the day back in 1977 that this was created...perhaps I will share more of these over time.

Friday, March 27, 2009

happy friday,



happy weekend,




happy Spring.

happy birthday to my dear love jen.

happy.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

weeeeee!

Then today, a lovely nod on Modish! Jena has got her finger on the pulse and such a spot-on sense of style. This goes down as one big fat compliment in my book. Big thanks, Jena :) woweee - what a week!

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

thanks for asking :)

i have been interviewed today for the photographers of etsy blog. the very lovely ann was so insightful and made the whole experience a pleasure. thank you thank you and a special hello to any new visitors :) happy day!

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

a girl, her camera, and a field of mustard.

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Friday, March 20, 2009

muah.

muah blur

busybusygottarunyouguysrockhaveaGREATweekendbigkissesLOVEleslie!

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

mmmmmRIBS!

Oven-Roasted Spareribs
From the best ever cookbook The New Best Recipe

Made by the ever-enthusiastic, lovely, cute-dork PickleBoy!

bbq boy

What you will need:
2 full racks pork spareribs (approx 6 lbs.) trimmed of excess fat
¾ cup of Dry Rub
3 cups of BBQ Sauce

step one: mix following ingredients to make the dry rub
¼ cup of your favorite paprika – we opted for smoked
2 TB chili powder
2 TB ground cumin
2 TB dark brown sugar
2 TB salt
1 TB dried oregano
1 TB sugar
1 TB ground black pepper
1 TB ground white pepper
1-2 tsp cayenne pepper

step two: rub both sides of each slab with the dry rub (you will have a little extra) and let them stand at room temperature for one hour. preheat oven to 300 degrees.

step three: place ribs meaty side up on a heavy rack on a rimmed baking sheet, wrap with aluminum foil and roast for an hour.

bbq sauce

step four: at some point during these many hours make BBQ sauce
1 med. Onion
¼ cup water
1 cup ketchup
2 TB cider vinegar
2 TB worcestershire sauce
2 TB Dijon mustard
5 TB molasses
1 tsp Tabasco
¼ tsp ground black pepper
1 ½ tsp liquid smoke
2 TB vegetable oil
1 garlic clove, minced
1 tsp chili powder
¼ tsp cayenne pepper
process onion and water in food processor until pureed and slushy. Press thru fine mesh strainer until you get approx. ½ cup juice. Whisk together all but the last four ingredients. Heat oil and add garlic, chili powder, cayenne and cook until fragrant. Then whisk in the ketchup mixture, bring to a boil, reduce to a gentle simmer and cook without lid until flavors meld and it thickens - approx 25 minutes.

step five: after the first hour in oven, remove foil from ribs and continue to cook for another hour.

step six: now remove ribs from oven, brush meaty side of slabs generously with BBQ sauce. Back in the oven for a further 1 ½ hours until the meat is nearly falling from the bones.

bbq ribs

wacky step seven: I was skeptical at first but, my friends, this step makes a fantastic difference. Remove the ribs from the oven and wrap each slab completely in foil. Put foil-wrapped slabs in a brown paper bag and fold over to seal tightly and allow them to rest at room temperature for one further hour.

step eight: remove ribs from foil, cut between bones and serve with the extra BBQ sauce and a bunch of other yummy stuff like my grandma’s excellent potato salad, Belinda’s yummy beans and coleslaw, beeeer.

bbq gone!

step nine: Lie down about to burst and wonder why you ever have to spend $22 on one serving of inferior BBQ ribs out at any restaurant ever again!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

stand by me.



I was all prepared with a big post on oven-baked spare ribs (!) and then my sister went and dropped this video in my inbox. And then I just sat there and cried the best kind of big fat tears. It is far more powerful to just watch and let it unfold without explanation first...enjoy.



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Also, Happy St. Pat's :) Here's my post of the best damn corned beef recipe I have ever found/made/tasted in case you want to try it tonight.

Friday, March 13, 2009

kindred spirits.

dress up by jess gonacha


LeSophie and Pecannoot sittin' in a tree...spreading love and abundance on out for you to see!

Welcome new readers who found me through Jess - please do drop a hello :) And thank you SO much Jess for your beautifully kind words about my 'love is everywhere' project. Thanks also go to Ness for sending me Jess's way.

Give yourself a big fat treat and take a look at Jess's truly fantastic and inspiring work at her website, etsy shop, blog and flickr.

Hey Jess? Your work and your dedication to other artist's messages of abundance "astounds" me just as much!

give your love away by jess gonacha

Now you all go on out and have an abundant and love-filled weekend, you hear?! :)

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

11 things.

little me

Dear seven-year-old Leslie,

I wish I could be there in person. To draw you into my arms and tuck you into my lap so that I could say these things softly into your ear. To watch you turn your face to gaze back at me while I fill your mind with wonder. But since I cannot, I will write these words instead and hope, in some magical way, it floats back on the air of time and lodges somewhere in you…

1) You know that fierce spirit you have? The one that, when you say just how you feel out loud, sometimes a bit too loud, and then people look at you like you are being maybe a bit difficult? Like they have no idea where you came from? Yeah, well, keep it up. This is an essential part of who you become. Your feelings really do matter. A lot.

2) Speaking of which, when you hear that other little voice in your head saying, “you are right!” “go ahead and do it!” “someday you might really make a difference to someone!” Trust it.

3) When you are fourteen you will take a photography class in high school. The first time you see the images that emerge from the chemical bath you will be stunned and excited by the feeling of pride you experience. Even though noone around you notices that they are good, they are. Mostly because of the way they make you feel. Do not, I repeat, do NOT put that camera down (also see number 2 above). It will change your life one day.

4) You know how you think green eyes are the coolest? You will find this hard to believe, but when you are sixteen, your blue eyes will turn to green and you will think…now THAT is some kind of odd luck-filled magic.

5) Study really hard. Yes, I know, all adults will tell you this but it really is true. The more you learn, the more the world will expand and open wide to you.

6) Yes, music will always make you feel completely alive and fill your spirit.

7) One day you will pack up and move to the other side of the world. You will love it. All except for the part that Christmas is in the Summer time. When you move back home, you will bring your life’s greatest treasure back with you. All bundled up and asleep in a cozy little organic cotton blanket.

8) This gift will turn out to be a boy. A boy that is way more than you could ever conjure up in your imagination. Go ahead and name him Riley. He will be so cool. He will think that you are cool, too. Cool, huh?

9) You will break some hearts, dear one. It will pain you to hurt these people, you have never – and will never - like hurting people. I am sorry to say that you will have your heart broken, as well. More than once. And this hurts far worse. But I promise you, even though these will be some of the darkest hours of pain, you will one day swing your feet off the bed, stretch into the morning sunshine and know that everything is fine. And that you have grown immeasurably – yet again – from this hardship. And that you are still one strong, joy-filled foxy mama.

10) Oh, and honey? Do me a really big favor. This young dewy skin of yours? Use the damn sunscreen.

11) And, last but never least, I love you.

Truly,

forty-one-year-old Leslie


muah!

Monday, March 09, 2009

even more than half.

more than half.

Thursday, March 05, 2009

the dreamers.

we're flying

"When you look around you at those in the world who flourish, thrive, laugh, and love - with friendships, adventure, even abundance - aren't they, more often than not, first and foremost, the dreamers?"

- Mike Dooley

Monday, March 02, 2009

ten words.

robust.

I so enjoyed Susannah’s post of ten favorite words starting with a random letter that I asked her if she would please send me one of my own. She very kindly - and I suspect unknowingly - selected one quite special to me.

Here is my list of ten favorite words that start with the letter R and little about why:

Riley: my son’s name. This, my favorite creature, my goofball, my joy with a name that suits him so perfectly…the reason I wear a tiny diamond “R” in the second piercing of my left earlobe. It is never removed.

Radiant: a word that holds so much warmth and glinty shimmery promise. I believe it to be one of the highest possible compliments one could give or receive.

Redolent: to me this word holds a more lusty fragrant type of memory than perhaps the more melancholy one of its close cousin, reminiscent. It should be used so much more in the every day.

Robust: and hearty and big and wide and brimming over with abundance.

Rhythmic: I am. My person, my moods, my music… oh yes, always, always me and my music.

Rhapsodic: with absolute abandon, head thrown back, a smile that fills all the world with light.

Raconteur: oh, to be considered “a person who is skilled in relating stories and anecdotes interestingly.” This is on my list of things I would like to be remembered for one day.

Risqué: You know it. As often as possible without going beyond the boundaries of good taste…just throw in a little subtlety and you’re golden.

Rendezvous: this word just makes me want to throw a few favorite pieces in a big floppy bag and leap on the next flight to some warm salty breezy location that I have not yet experienced.

Resilience: had I not already decided long ago to one day be ashes scattered into the sea, this one would be engraved on my headstone.

More noteworthy R words (so hard to narrow to ten): rankle, rapport, reckless, reconnoiter, repudiate, raucous, ruche, rubbish, rooftop, ruminate, rigmarole, rumpus, romantic, requite, rejuvenescence, razzmatazz…



I’ll happily pass on the favor of sending you a letter of your own should you ask. Alternatively, you can stick your finger on any random page and use the one closest to your fingertip just like Susannah did.