Showing posts with label macerated fruit. Show all posts
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Friday, July 31, 2026

A day packed with minutes

Today I felt tired but still, oddly, did a lot. I was out very early making videos after the overnight downpour left everything covered in diamonds.

Later I walked but not very far 

Then food safety -- strawberry jam 


I've been in touch with Misfits Market, who assured me that NONE of the cyclo suspect foods ever got into Misfits, that Taylor Farms had removed the suspect lettuces anyway, and that they were on top of it, all that. They talked me off the ledge. But I'm not taking any chances just yet.

 I macerated and simmered all these beautiful organic peaches and plums 



Custom grated fresh nutmeg to add in, that wonderful smell reminds me of my mom making egg custard, always grated nutmeg fresh over it.

While that was happening I took all the July drawings and paintings and assembled them into a book. Here's the Book of July 2026.


Front cover 
Back cover

Standing up. Since the left hand pages, the backs of the work, are blank I may write in them. TBD.

And while I was being busy outside, I noted that the morning glory is finally underway.

This is a good proof of concept, because I just let it self seed last year and since it's flowering it will seed again, so I think it's getting established.

While I was admiring flowers I picked a new bunch, I mean bouquet, posh 

And I organized the workbasket under the coffee table which has TBD items, and finally stitched up the front of the slippers I made months ago. 

They only needed a few stitches at the opening to tighten them up a bit. It took five minutes including finding the needle and matching the yarn.

Boots the upstairs bear, approved 


However his sidekick Pink Rabbit is looking at me a bit sideways, and evidently campaigning for boots, too.  Hm.

About the short videos. This is really new art direction for me now that I've managed to get my meager devices sitting up and taking names. 

Like all art, a video is not a picture of something nor a story about something. It's an experience, which has an arc -- a beginning, a middle, and an end. In this case it's movement within a short time frame, 20-30 seconds max. 

This all sounds a bit highfalutin, but bear with me, it's my jam. With each video I'm looking right now for either a dramatic beginning, as in the hibiscus one, or end, where the thing is in your face. As in the butterfly, and the maple foliage. 

And as I explore more, not the boring tech, the actual potential of this limited visual experience, I'll see where I get. 

What I'm doing is inviting people to just look. Breathe, look. If 20 seconds sounds short to you, it's a heck of a lot longer than people usually pay attention at one time. It's more than the glance we often give.

I don't want to distract with music, maybe once in a while I'll say the title, I'll see.  And the art of presenting it will either succeed in holding attention or not. 

Meanwhile it's compensating me for the demise of knitting, so there's that.

Happy day everyone, do all the things. Or delegate them, if you can.