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Saturday, February 4, 2023


It's been a very cold couple of weeks. Today that cycle breaks. Can't say I'm not happy about that. We've really gotten off easy, I know that, but damn, it's been frigid. 

Gatto has been serenading us with the song of his people nearly nonstop. The boy has mating on his mind. Ten more days, then....snip snip. I have never heard until now some of the sounds he makes. It sounds like something otherworldly. I've got neutering on my mind.

I still have one stallion, Zing. He was my orphan baby. He's a gentle clown, but still a guy. Romance is in the air by about mid February, the mares are in an adjacent pasture where he doesn't notice them until the magic is in the air. Then we get a high-tail strut and grunt show from him. He also puts on a show for them when he comes in. That's more like ballet moves. 

I may make lasagna today, it all depends on what my body will let me do. My tomatoes are all frozen but I do have cans of San Marzano tomatoes so that will work. My mother was a dreadful cook but her red sauce and lasagna were fantastic. As I write this, I think tomorrow. That will give me time to make focaccia. Decisions.





I made soup, surprise!, yesterday with plenty leftover for lunch today. Mark has been enjoying soup, it must be the radiation treatments have gone to his brain. He tolerated soup, lately he enjoys it. What? I had three rather weary looking chard leaves and about five frozen broccoli florets I put in the soup, I had one of each in my bowl. Waste not and all that. 

Frieda Monster is crawling around my desk and now has made herself comfortable on the pillow I have behind my back. I think it's a hint. She wants me out of here so she can have the pillow to herself. Greedy little tortie. I will give her what she wants and pretend I'm going to be productive. I think there's one more cup of coffee in the pot. Until tomorrow.....

10 comments:

Boud said...

No need to be productive. Fight the urge! It's coooold. I'm wearing gloves in the house. Can't keep my aged digits warm.

Beatrice P. Boyd said...

Soup definitely seems to be on your menu this week, Sandra, and there is nothing wrong with that as all the ones you have posted about look soooo good 😋, especially in such cold weather.

Sandra said...

So far I have resisted the urge, Boud! We both know someone who knits gloves. 😉

Sandra said...

Beatrice, I am the self-named soup goddess! Love making and eating it.

Far Side of Fifty said...

Maybe Spring is in the air!

Sandra said...

We can hope, Far Side!

Pixie said...

I made pork ragu last night and thought of you. I used white wine, can't stand the red. Sadly it was only nice, not amazing. Glad you're weather is breaking and that Gatto will soon be separated from his balls:)

Lori Skoog said...

Indeed! You are the soup goddess! So happy about the weather you have sent us....near 40 for the next 7 days. We are not used to your Minnesota temperatures.

Sandra said...

Pixie, have you cooked with red wine? It adds a different flavor, much more robust. I use white wine in tomato sauces all the time, but sometimes it should be red. I am a red wine drinker, though.

Gatto's day cannot come soon enough!

Sandra said...

That has been a surprise to me, Lori. I didn't realize how mild your weather is compared to ours. Perhaps your cold is more damp.

I bestowed that title upon myself at least a dozen years ago!