Friday, May 25, 2012

Double Vision?


The above picture is the most recent one taken of my John Henry pineapple. I check on John Henry daily (I have heard that raccoons love pineapples and know exactly when to steal pick them when they are at their peak of ripeness).

I noticed that John Henry is now sporting two crowns. I have never seen this phenomenon before. I had to grab my camera and my Mother-In-Law, she had never seen the likes before either.

I had to read up on this twin crown thing. What I found out is if a pineapple has two crowns it will also have two cores. Commercially not a good thing...never buy one with two crowns.

This pineapple's forefather was a gift and the twin crown phenomenon has me intrigued. I am looking forward discovering the double core when I cut it open after it becomes ripe and I pick it (that is if I pick it before a raccoon does).

The suspense is terrible...I hope it will last.

Stay tuned.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Sign Me Up

The Colonel and I have been Anglophiles for many, many years. We totally get and appreciate British Humour (note the spelling) and the British have excellent drama series as well (Downton Abbey, need I say more?).

We watched Dr. Who when it was only played on local PBS stations (long before Sci-Fi or BBC America came along). We even met two of the doctors, Dr. #3 Jon Pertwee and Dr. #7 Sylvester McCoy.


We have watched all of the All Creatures Great and Small episodes, again on PBS (but now we have the DVD sets). After watching the All Creatures series, we came away with liking the fact that many of the houses in Britain have names. James Herriot for example lived in Skeldale House.


The Colonel and I decided long ago that when we built our dream house it would have a name.

Because we live in subtropical Florida we chose the name Tradewinds for our house.

We had a name for our house but no outward sign (forgive the pun) advertising this fact.

The Colonel was surfing the Internet, looking for a sign we could have made for Tradewinds. As he was surfing he came across a company that hand paints signs. "Hang on, we could make our own, and a heck of a lot cheaper to boot," said The Colonel. "And we can make it exactly how we want it to look!"

So we did.

The Colonel had an oak board in the garage and worked his magic of gluing, routing and sanding. He then painted the board white and when it was dry it was my turn to hand paint the black parts of the sign (the palm trees, the lettering and the edge).

This is what we came up with...


Perfect! We love it and are pleased with how it turned out. Creating it with our own hands makes the sign for our house even more perfect. 

Friday, May 4, 2012

Backyard Bingo

Living in "The Boonies" as one friend's elderly mother informed us we do, we never know what will make an appearance in our yard. The Colonel and I have started listing the different animal visitors we've had in the past...and not too distant past...a sort of "Backyard Bingo" if you will.

The earliest visitors to your yard were wild pigs. They made an appearance as our house was being built. Their tracks could be found all around the construction site. These pigs are descendants of those left behind by Juan Ponce de Leon in 1513.

We've had raccoons, opossum, armadillos, coyotes, gopher tortoises, bobcats, a catfish (it was stranded in our side yard, in the ditch after a deluge), a cow and her calf, guinea fowl, chickens, snakes, tree frogs, toads, ibis, a bald eagle (fly over), squirrels, dogs, cats, lizards, scorpions, vultures (turkey and black), various common birds and the most recent addition to our bingo game is a peahen and two peacocks.

A couple weeks ago The Colonel and I were outside in the yard and we heard the call of a peacock. Not unusual to hear because our neighbors 600+ feet down the road and across the busy street have peacocks and we hear them often. What was unusual about this call was that it was very much louder than what we were used to. To our surprise a peahen was in our side yard, near the garage. She walked around and continued her loud calls off and on.


She looked hungry to me, so on a whim, I decided to offer her the only food I could access quickly; dry cat food from the cat bowl in the garage.

I called to her, "Here chick, chick, chick." (Hey it worked on my mom's chickens and this peahen is basically a very large chicken). The peahen responded to my call and began eating the cat food with relish.



The peahen, I now call Penelope, must have really enjoyed her new food choice, because the next day she was back and had two boyfriends in tow.


As I watched the trio, I noticed Penelope liked the male with the more colorful tail. I don't blame her, he was more attractive than the other male.


Penelope's boyfriends too enjoyed the cat food.

We never know when Penelope (with or without her boyfriends in tow) will come for a visit. The last time she came, she woke us up in the morning with her calls as she stood on the cottage's roof.


The first time Penelope arrived, our cat Luna followed her around, stalking her. 



One time Luna got too close and Penelope charged her. Now when Penelope visits, Luna pays her little attention. Guess Luna decided that big bird is bigger (and scarier) the closer you get to it.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Fantastically Fresh Frittata


This morning The Colonel and I harvested all of our swiss chard and a few of our onions. With the help of Spud, who is home from college, I made a frittata with homegrown items from our garden.

I chopped a bunch of the swiss chard as well as some of the red onion I picked earlier. I sauteed these in some coconut oil until they were softened. I then added some fresh oregano and basil from my herb garden and continued to saute for a couple more minutes. Spud beat six eggs which I added to the sauteed vegetables and herbs. I turned down the heat, covered the pan with a lid and let the egg cook for about five minutes.

We enjoyed the delicious, can't-get-any-fresher-than-this, swiss chard frittata for lunch.


I grated some excellent Dubliner Cheese (Irish cheese) onto the top of my slice of frittata and tucked in. It was very delicious and the fresh herbs, especially the oregano, which had a slight peppery taste, made the frittata even more delicious.


I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, knowing that this extra-fresh, fantastic frittata was made possible with the help from some of our garden's bounty.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Friday, April 20, 2012

Some First Fruits

I am becoming quite the gardener much to my surprise. I don't think of myself as having much of a green thumb but my little garden is proving me otherwise, at least so far.

A few weeks ago I bought four strawberry plants and they are thriving and producing tiny, but delicious berries. I like to mix strawberries and blueberries so when I was last at The Home Depot I purchased a blueberry plant. I have yet to plant it in my garden; it is still in its original container.


I went out to check on my little berry plants the other day and was able to harvest two tiny strawberries and two plump blueberries. I gingerly carried them into the house and washed them off in the kitchen sink.


The Colonel and I each had one strawberry and one blueberry. They were delicious! The strawberries were sweet and the blueberries were slightly tart. I am looking forward to more of them.

I must admit, I am not single-handedly tending this garden, The Colonel has a lot to do with it as well. We have been able to harvest cabbage, brussel sprouts, tomatoes, swiss chard, onions, collard greens and herbs from our garden. We hope to add a couple of pineapples to the list in a couple of months. My "John Henry" pineapple is coming along very nicely and baby pineapple #2 is not too far behind.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Remembering the Titanic

One day before the 100th anniversary of the R.M.S. Titanic's sinking, The Colonel and I attended a living history presentation at a regional library.


As we entered the library doors and looked to our right we were welcomed by a line-up of some of the characters who would be telling us about their experiences on the Titanic 100 years ago.


The "unsinkable" Molly Brown, played by our friend, Jackie Brown (no relation to Molly) was the first to welcome us as we walked down the gangplank, er,uh, the hallway. At the end of the hallway was a table. We were stopped at the table and I was asked to pick out a boarding pass from a big glass fishbowl. The lady at the table then match my boarding pass and gave it to The Colonel.


With boarding passes in hand, we made our way into the room where the event would take place. We were met by a maid, who upon looking at our boarding passes, informed us that we would be in Second Class. First Class chairs had gold ribbons around them, Second Class, silver and Third Class, no ribbons.

We chose our silver-ribboned seats and waited for the presentation to begin.

The living history character-actors stood before us in costume and told us their stories. There was the captain of the ship (the character-actor resembled the real captain).


Lady Duff-Gordon constantly sang the praises of First Class and did not let us forget that she and the others of First Class were infinitely far more superior than those of us in Second and especially Third Class.


The gentleman in the gray suit played the part of the Titanic's designer. In the background you can see a man in a chef's hat. He portrayed the ship's head baker. The story he told was interesting. When the Titanic began to sink, he and his fellow bakers carried several pounds of bread up to the ship's deck so that those in the lifeboats could have something to eat while they waited for rescue. Once he had taken all of the bread up, he went back down to his kitchen and began to drink until he was drunk. Once drunk, he made his way back up to the ship's deck just as the rails began to meet the water. He stepped onto the rails and into the icy waters. He was able to cling to some flotsam from the Titanic and was eventually rescued. Those who rescued him said his drunken state played a pivotal role in his surviving the frigid water.

Another character told us about her fiancee. He was one of the band members who played on while the ship sank. The band members were not members of the Titanic's crew. They were musical agents out of Liverpool. They had to sign the ship's articles agreeing to the authority of the captain and officers just like the ship's crew but they were treated as 2nd class passengers. No band members survived the Titanic's sinking.

One character told us about her harrowing story. She was a First Class passenger travelling with her husband and two children. When it came time to enter the lifeboats she did not want to go without her husband. She wanted her family to stay together. In all of the confusion the family was separated. The baby and his nurse were missing. The woman did not know where her baby was and they were never rejoined before the ship sank. She, her husband and their daughter perished. Later it was learned that the nurse and baby made it to a lifeboat as survived.

There were more stories told. The character-actors did a very good job in portraying those from the Titanic's past. The object of this living history presentation was to give the Titanic stories a very personal feel and to tell stories we may not have heard before.


When all of the stories were told, we were asked to look on the back of our boarding passes. If the county seal on your pass was black you were to stand up. Once standing, you were informed that you were one of the unfortunate ones that did not survive the Titanic's sinking.


The Colonel and I were among the survivors. There was a man with his two little girls sitting in front of us. The man did not survive but the girls did.



There were refreshments offered after the presentation. The refreshments were segregated into the classes. Those in First Class had dainty, fluted glasses in which to drink their punch. Their cookies were seated upon elevated, glass, cake tiers. The mints were chocolate filled and a vase of roses was on the table. (How do I know the mints were filled with chocolate? I snuck over to First Class and nicked one).

The Second Class refreshment (The Colonel's and my class) glasses were simple wine glasses. The cookies were placed on a ceramic plate and our mints had no chocolate within. The vase contained pretty blue flowers.

Third class refreshment glasses were not glasses at all but paper cups. The cookies were on plastic plates and no chocolate in their mints either. In the bud vase were a couple of yellow daisies. (I nicked one of their mints too).

The Colonel and I liked the attention to detail in all aspects of the presentation: the stories, the costumes, the boarding passes, the segregation of classes/seating, the differences in the refreshment presentation and the fact-filled program hand-out.

What a memorable way to mark the 100th anniversary of the Titanic's sinking.