Two House Sparrows poke among landscape rocks for sunflower seeds.

Two House Sparrows poke among landscape rocks for sunflower seeds.

I have never seen such an exquisite snowflake as this one, on Achilles’ ear. Unfortunately for you, my reader, he moved a fraction of a second before the shutter tripped.

Mid-lick.

It is very well disguised.

There are landscapes, seascapes, skyscapes, cityscapes. Here is a furscape. Achilles’ fur, close up.

. . . will soon become winter’s blue and white.

And that’s fine. I am not sad about winters’ approach . . . I have no control over the weather or climate. It’s better, healthier, to accept what will be.
. . . Achilles is pondering life, the universe, and everything. Actually he is juuuust beginning a head shake.
On the other hand, perhaps . . .

I crouched down to capture Fitzi clutching a very large stick in his jaws. He raced at me, I clicked the shutter button, the exposure meter had to compute before tripping the shutter, then Fitzi leapt at me.
Whoa. Darth Fitzi.

. . . instead, a recipe.
1-2 tablespoons olive oil
1 tsp garlic salt
1 tsp chili powder
1/2 tsp ground black pepper
1/2 tsp ground cumin
1/4 tsp cardamom powder
1 head cauliflower (2 lbs or so) chopped into bite size florets
Modified from a recipe in the book Serving Up the Harvest by Andrea Chesman.
Made a beef stew today. Browned the meat, added onions and garlic, tomatoes, bouillon, thyme. While it baked in the oven in the Dutch oven, chopped up potatoes and carrots. The purple carrots at the upper edge of the cutting board are courtesy of our local organic farmer and our subscription to the winter [vegetable] box program.
The stew is not too bad.
