Dreaming of this...

Raspberry Cream Dream

Ingredients

1. 1 fresh banana
2. 2 frozen bananas, broken into smaller pieces
3. 2 cups of frozen raspberries
4. a splash of water

Directions

1. Stick it in a blender that’s got the guts to handle a few frozen bananas, and just wiggle, plunge and shift those ingredients around until you get the most incredibly smooth, sexy and gloriously red creamy wonderfood!
2. Ahhh…
3. Let it slip into the most gorgeous bowl you have, procure yourself a dainty spoon and proceed to lose yourself in the ecstasy of a whole new kind of comfort food.

Chickpeas on a chilly night.

Hearty Chickpea Soup

Ingredients

1. 2 T olive oil
2. 1 rib celery
3. 1 med carrot, chopped
4. 1 med onion, chopped
5. 2 cloves garlic, minced
6. 1 t ground cinnamon
7. 1/4 t ground turmeric
8. 1/4 t ground ginger or 1 t grated fresh
9. 2 C vegetable broth
10. 1 can (15 oz) chickpeas, rinsed & drained
11. 1 can (14.5 oz) diced or stewed tomatoes (no salt)
12. 2 C baby spinach leaves
13. lemon wedges (garnish)

Directions

1. Heat oil on medium heat. Sauté celery, carrot, onion and garlic 3—5 minutes. Add cinnamon. turmeric, ginger. Cook 1—2 minutes longer.
2. Add broth, chickpeas, and tomatoes (with juice). Bring to a boil. Reduce heat to simmer. Cook partially coverd 25 minutes or until vegetables are tender.
3. Stir in spinach and cook until wilted.
4. Garnish with lemon wedges if desired

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Head Stories

Over vegan French toast a friend of mine reminded me about some valuable information today. It changed the tenor of my day, immediately.

It’s the idea of “head stories.” Stories we tell ourselves about things that we need/want to do, or situations we may find ourselves in.

What is a head story?

Like this: Oh, god, I don’t want to call Suzanne because she always keeps me on the phone too long and I end up getting resentful. I know if I call her I’ll be on the phone at least an hour.

How do you know? You don’t know that.

Yes, yes I do know. She always does it.

But you can’t know that she’ll keep you on the phone.

Oh, yes, believe me. I know.

You might believe she will, or you might be afraid she will or you might remember that she has in the past, but you can not know she will keep you on the phone for at least on hour this time.

So, dreading it, I call Suzanne.

We talk for 8 minutes. A sweet connection.

Head stories. I wrecked at least an hour of my day telling myself stories and believing they were true. They were not investigative, journalistic reporting.

They were damn convincing fiction.

Get back...

I want to get back in the habit of writing here. So, as part of an exercise here is some writing: I am going to meet a friend for breakfast this morning.

Slim was outside for no more than 5 minutes and caught a Meadow Vole. She had it for breakfast. I took up her food bowl.

Oh, there was no Triple Crown winner, again.

Green

I made myself a delicious smoothie: 2 bananas; 1 mango; 1 large handful of raw, baby spinach; 1 Tbl of raw, ground flax seed; 1 Tbl of lecithin; 1/2 tsp fresh cinnamon and a cup of raw, unsweetened almond milk.

I am sipping it now. Jeez, it's good!

I have a warm fire going inside and the wind is howling outside. The sun seems to have finally made it out. I plan to go on an un-clutter mission today. Smoothie first, un-clutter next.

Wildlife update: turkey tracks on the snow. I tossed out a bucket of scratch feed to see if I might get them to come back at a time when I am home and can enjoy the sight of them.