My nephew was in the neighborhood to check out a car that turned out to be a lemon, but we ALL reaped the benefits! We ate, put up our first Christmas tree in twenty years, and as always, enjoyed one another’s fine company.

During our last days with my Grandpa, my adorable little cousin, who normally keeps to herself, came to visit and was positively smitten with our sweet pup. Juniper was an angel doggy, letting her pet and hug and squeeze. Good girl!

I went a little crazy (at least for me) in the holiday sweets arena – making candied orange peels, biscochitos (but you already knew that, didn’t you?), walnut fudge, salted pine nut brittle, and my peppermint yo-yos. Egads, so good!

Love that face…

Art Fix

It’s Not About the Numbers, by James Surles

Wendy Mike and De Lane Bredvick

Mother’s Desk (typewriter and desk made of cast glass!!), by Steven Durow

Judy Crook – animation, by Jennifer Steinkamp

Greg watches A Very Long Line –  a film that traverses the length of the United States border with Mexico. Dizzying…

Reminiscent of the temporal works of Andy Goldsworthy, Raven Chacon’s evocative film captures stunning images painted on icebergs.

John Wayne sculpture, by Marisol & Portrait of Gerald Marr, by Peter Hurd

San Jose, Arroyo Hondo Sculptor

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I got a much needed art fix with the full cooperation of the the hubster one afternoon a few weekends ago. The Colorado College Fine Arts Center has an exquisite and very well-curated collection in a Goldilocks, just-right space. We got up close and personal with all of the pieces without being overwhelmed by the sheer number. So used to hearing only whispers or the creak of shoes on a wooden floor, I was pleasantly surprised by all of the works that featured sound. Additionally, the FAC has a tactile gallery where everyone is encouraged to touch the art. Super-cool! Glad to have it in the neighborhood, and sorry I took so long to get there.

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Wondrous

People do not seem to realize that their opinion of the world is also a confession of their character.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Happy Solstice!

In honor of my Grandpa and the last bite he ever took, my recipe for biscochitos. These are a traditional Christmas cookie of New Mexico, and in my version, are heady with anise. If you aren’t as much of a fan as I am of this delightful seed, cut the amount in half, and you’ll still have a pretty stellar cookie. Also, these are traditionally made with lard. As I find sourcing the freshest lard a bit of a challenge, I make the butter and shortening combination for what I think is the best flavor.

3 cups flour (I use half whole wheat and half all-purpose)

1 tablespoon anise seed, crushed

1 teaspoon baking powder

1/2 teaspoon salt

3/4 cup unsalted butter at room temperature

1/2 cup shortening (or very fresh lard)

1 egg

3/4 cup sugar

1 teaspoon vanilla

3 tablespoons port or sweet red wine

cinnamon and sugar for sprinkling

Stir together flour, anise, baking powder, and salt. Set aside. In large bowl, beat butter and shortening until fluffy. Add egg, sugar, and wine, beat until light. Stir in flour. Divide in two portions for easy rolling. Refrigerate for 30 minutes. Roll on floured surface until 1/4 inch thick. Cut into your favorite shape(s) and sprinkle with cinnamon and sugar. You can also gild the lily by adding some crushed anise seed to the mixture (I do!). Arrange on sheet pan and bake at 350 for about 9 minutes or until the bottoms are golden brown. Remove and cool. Store in an airtight container.

I highly recommend eating biscochitos with a glass of the port or wine used to make them.

Enjoy!

My Left Foot

Here she comes!

Best guard dog…

and sweet heart.

Look at that little club, my left foot. Though the pain now is really quite something, I am well acquainted with the benefits of torturing my body for the greater good. Over the past couple of years, I’ve experienced occasional to frequent discomfort from a bunion in my foot – a fiery burning in my toes to a stabbing, throbbing nuisance, most often when promenading our precious pooch.

After trying, to no avail, some unfortunately bulky and pricey orthotics to ease my woes, the only other option was surgery. And so it came to be – last week my terrific specialist opened my foot. Bone was sawed and shaved and made better with the aid of three small screws. I am bionic! I will NOT set off metal detectors (so I am told)!

As you can imagine, I have spent much more time than I would ever care to (yet AGAIN) on my behind. Leg up, pooch and most wonderful spouse, parents, uncle, and friends visiting, and soooo much Netflix watching to keep me from losing my marbles. Reviews forthcoming!

I am looking forward to walking without crutches, a kooky gimp, or the great-awful ache that occurs every time my foot spends too terribly much time below my thumping heart. In the meantime, in addition to the wonderful assortment of viewing of every stripe available on demand, I am delighted to report that much has come along to keep me safely active since my dear Great Aunt Mary’s days of Sit and Be Fit (which I have also done!). There are so many options for anyone recovering from surgery or with permanent limited mobility. Huzzah for inclusivity! My favorite is Jessica Smith – sweet and challenging, and that little Peanut is the perfect icing on top! Thank you so very much.

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