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Today was a long and – it seems – an extremely hard day.

It started yesterday, in fact, and continued into today.

I won’t indulge my urge to  tell all the details, complete with lots of sighs and whining.

Enough to say it was difficult on many levels, with high stress and physical exhaustion.

By the time I got home, I was ready to collapse.

But, the dogs had been inside all day; they wanted to run in the fresh air, to run and roll and sniff.

We went for a long walk.

The air was crisp; the mosquitoes weren’t bad; mud puddles were avoidable. I picked a few blackberries.

Home again, I wandered through the garden…picked a few things that were ready.

I noticed the potato plants had just about disappeared. If I didn’t dig potatoes soon, I wouldn’t be able to find them.  I got the shovel.

Inside, an hour later, I wrote a couple necessary Emails and took a couple phone calls.

I fed the dogs.

I rinsed the potatoes and put the large, beautiful ones in a basket. I peeled a half dozen tiny, acorn-sized ones, one that had grown too close to the surface and needed a green patch cut away, one that I’d split in two with the shovel and one that had a scabby skin.

I chopped them all into fry-able slices. To a bit of olive oil and a bit of butter in my cast iron pan, I added a diced onion, a small, chopped green pepper, three small summer squashes, sliced, in shades of yellow and green, four quartered cherry tomatoes and all of the sliced potatoes.

When everything was tender, and there was a nice golden crust on the bottom, I tossed a handful of grated cheese on top, and continued to cook until it was nicely melted.

I served it up in my favorite bowl and ate until I was full.

I’m having blackberries for dessert…then a long soak in a hot, scented bath. With a book. Then bed.

This day wasn’t so bad after all!

 

 

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About cindyricksgers

I am an artist. I live on an island in northern Lake Michigan, USA. I have two grown daughters, four strong, smart and handsome grandsons and one beautiful, intelligent and charming granddaughter. I live with two spoiled dogs. I love walking in the woods around my home, reading, writing and playing in my studio.

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  1. Cindy, I so love reading about your life on the island. I fantasize about what it would be like to be there myself, resourceful enough to sow the seeds that I might reap the rewards, but I can’t get past picturing myself sitting by a window looking out at the beautiful scenery, waiting for someone to come and fix something wonderful for me to eat. And of course there would be wine.

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