After the funeral

No, not the Agatha Christie one, this is a writer I just found out about 

Her stories are so powerful and filled with layers and questions and significance that the short story form is enough for the reader to deal with.

Oddly I found out about her from Florence Knapp's newsletter. I say oddly, because I know her as Flossie Teacakes, from whose book I learned English paper piecing, a far cry from literature.

This Florence 

As soon as I started the newsletter, I checked Libby, the library app, found a book of Hadley's short stories, and was engrossed in them before I finished reading the newsletter.

I really recommend her. The stories seem workaday, ordinary, but they're far from it. She can fill out a character in a few touches, and draw the reader in right away, such a sure touch.

Signs of life on the patio 

Here's the bulb that broke off when I separated the ponytail palm, and gave it a pot just to see what would happen 

And sansevieria, tossed away, looking dead, months ago, is making a determined comeback in unlikely places

Here's a flower from my seed strewing, name escapes me, but I'm thinking candytuft. Yes?  

Today's walk yielded this. 

One spent blossom, more buds. Wild? Garden escape? Please say if you know.

While I was waiting for the Misfits delivery, I was idly scrolling about in YouTube and found a lovely Elizabethan, Thomas Morley, quartet, this one, April is in my mistress' face a cynical love story but not.

So, long time since I played recorder, but I hauled them out and tried my hand, with these three in turn, soprano, alto, tenor. 

There's a harpsichord accompaniment, which showed me how amazingly out of tune and out of practice I was. 

I'd lost track of the fingerings, but they came back after a few false starts.  Alto is different from the other two, and I eventually realized I should also be playing this piece an octave up.

This was another hearing adventure, first music since hearing aids. A bit tinny, but that was probably my rusty playing. I was terrible and I had such a good time.

I'm going to leave the instruments and stand out, so I'll be encouraged to play more. And I'll find my sheet music, medieval, Renaissance and Elizabethan. It's time I played a bit.

Anyway Misfits arrived 

It occurs to me that it may not be crystal clear, blogistas not being mind readers, that I do these pictures and share them as my record of the condition on arrival, in case I need to take it up. I also check that the whole list arrived.  This is a good place to store that information.

It's also interesting to readers who like to see what I'm up to in the kitchen, just as I like to know what they cook and shop for.

The yogurt and fruit will be desserts, also greens, berries and seedy bread make great breakfasts. I'm using avocado oil a lot more since mayo became a staple, used all over, in salads, spread instead of butter. 

The eggs are beautiful, sturdy shells, yolks that stand up, very much like my mom's home raised ones. Feta cheese gets everywhere as a dressing, especially on the salad greens, red potatoes as a change from yellow, great for German, non mayo, potato salad. Plans for everything with an emphasis on easy.

So that's the state of Boud today. I think I'll take a nap now.

Happy day everyone. Plan to enjoy.