Dane, thank you for the poem I have loved since the minute I first laid eyes on it last month.
Afternoon brought an ISU baseball game in just about perfect April weather. Sunny enough for sunscreen and hats. Cool enough for blue jeans instead of shorts. Sierra, in typical fashion, was ready to go home as soon as the popcorn and soda were consumed. The middle of the second inning, if I recall. Francisco took her home and Jeremiah and I stayed to watch the entire game. We made a pact to stay to the end no matter how long it lasted, thinking of that 20-inning game on TV the night before. The Redbirds trailed most of the game, but in the bottom of the 8th inning they pulled ahead and won 9 to 7. Jeremiah spent more than half of the game up on the deck behind the 1st base side seats, hoping to catch a foul ball. No such luck. But some day it will be his day to catch one, somewhere. Or maybe hit one playing for a college team! Preferably one with some scholarship money for ball players!
Evening was peaceful. At bedtime Jeremiah wanted to make his own snack in the blender. It came out looking pretty disgusting:
It looks an asparagus shake, but it is really orange sherbert with a little milk and several colors of food coloring that generally don't go together, whipped up in the blender. It was delicious!
Also pretty tasty. (Leftover rhubarb inside). There's a story behind my rhubarb pie recipe that I will save for another day.
No hummus again yesterday. Perhaps it's a winter addiction? Once baseball begins, hummus falls sadly by the wayside? Time will tell.
1 comment:
I am OK with popcorn, rhubarb pie, and not-really-asparagus-shakes, if that's the way we are going now, especially because my pee won't smell bad. Hummus not included.
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