Saturday, April 19, 2014

LIFE: Consider the Lily...

Santa Fe Lily with Green Heart
Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; 
and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not
 arrayed like one of these. If then God so clothes the grass, 
which is today in the field, and tomorrow is cast into the
 furnace;  how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith? 
And seek not what you shall eat, or what you shall drink, 
neither be of a doubtful mind. For all these things do the
 nations of the world seek after: and your Father knows 
that you have need of these things. But rather seek first
 the kingdom of God; and all these things shall be added 
unto you. Fear not, little flock; for it is your Father's 
good pleasure to give you the kingdom. 
Luke 12:26-32

Dog Tooth Lily on Prairie Hill
This week the Lily has been a theme...
A humble flower that doesn't blow a trumpet.
Light in color with the sweetest scent ...

There is another,,,
He is my Lily among thorns.
He feeds his flock among the fields of lilies.
His garment doesn't draw attention
and his fragrance is pure.

I did not grow up with religion or church attendance.
When I was a teen I acquired a plastic sign with a picture 
of an angel I think - but the words I'll never forget

This week, a dear Muslim gave me a tiny Koran written in Arabic.
It was a kind gesture.  I read the Bible (scripture) like medicine, 
like a love letter, and of course to know my Lord better.
But there have been times of intense pain
when all I could do is raise my hands up to Him 
as sign language to say YOU are the one -
the fairest to my soul.
I trust you.

My spirit celebrates 
My being quivers
My flesh praises too

This holy, beautiful, loving 
Son of God

Monday, April 14, 2014

ART: Small Things (Encaustic)

Hummingbirds with Cypress Flower
Cypress Saint
Cypress Madonna
Madonna with Protective Coral

Andrea won the mini Shakespeare book! 

Thumbprint Book
Wishing everyone a great week!

Saturday, April 12, 2014

KITCHEN: Cheesecake & Pearls

Since I have to cut back on chocolate, 
I've turned to cheesecake and been searching for the perfect recipe,,,
I think I found a winner.  This recipe is simple and serves 10 rich slices.  
I've adjusted the recipe though - especially less sugar.

Philly Cream Cheese Cake

1 cup Graham cracker crumbs
3 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted

2 (8 ounce) packages Philadelphia Cream Cheese, softened
3/4 cup white sugar
2 eggs
1/2 teaspoon vanilla 
A squeeze of lemon juice

Preheat oven to 325F degrees. 

Combine crumbs and melted butter & press onto the bottom of a 9-inch pie pan. 
Bake crust for 10 minutes, remove from oven and raise oven temperature to 440F degrees. 

To make filling - mix the cream cheese and sugar in a large bowl with an electric mixer, then 
add eggs, one at a time.  Blend in vanilla & lemon juice and pour filling into crust. 

Bake for 10 minutes at 440F, then reduce heat to 250F and bake for another 25 min
Chill; top individual slices with desired topping, if any, just before serving. 

Greg says one day I will poison him. 
 I've been harvesting the wild plains onions 
growing all over the landscape and throwing
 them into just about everything I cook lately.

 All parts of the plains onion are edible, but I go for the
tiny pearl (bulb) under layers of skin.
This plant just has to be healthy!

The flower (so pretty) can also be eaten.
I tossed some into my breakfast burrito.
Tastes like chive.

I enjoy cooking and baking!
It's one of my favorite things to do.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

LIFE: Early Spring

Spring agrees with my soul.  
Budding flowers, busy birds and
and the earth singing hallelujah!
I'm absorbing it on my own Prairie Hill.

Winter makes me go bonkers.
Not spring - it returns my sanity,,,
It makes me skip on the fields like a calf.

I hope you're having a beautiful spring start too.... 

"Comparison is the thief of joy." - anon

Sunday, April 6, 2014


I have a knack for finding skulls & bones when I'm out walking,,,
My feet went straight to this animal skull on Prairie Hill 
the other evening.  I think it may have been a raccoon.

My words aren't flowery.  They are more like bones.
Smoothed and solid and absent of adjectives and color... often.

I love poetry and wish I could write profound poems.
 I can extract the essence of what I feel through a haiku
though.  It's sparse and to the poetic point for me. :)

Our land was blessed with a little rain yesterday and quite a bit today.
I prayed for rain and so I'm very grateful for the beautiful answer.
 I was also inspired to write a rain haiku this evening...

Calligraphic roots
Write poetry beneath us
When rains fall like words

Blessings on your week dear friends.

Saturday, April 5, 2014

GIVEAWAY: Shakespeare

I found these mini Shakespeare play books in the rare/antique
 section of the annual book sale.  I love and wait for this
book sale with anticipation every year!  I'm not the only one.

So I bought six of these adorable books - I think I left two
 behind for someone else.  I'm only going to keep one or two for
my miniature book shelf.  The rest are going to be gifts.

I looked up the Knickerbocker Leather & Novelty Co., New York
and found out that these books were printed in the early 1900's!
More info here.

"For Jean" - Encaustic Collage on Antique Book, 2" x 3 1/2"    
This one was fixed up for my friend Jean as a 
birthday gift.  I included a tiny Michelangelo figure 
to the book cover.  Notice the tattoo on the arm!  

Do you like miniatures? Or books? Or Shakespeare?
I'd like to give another one of these tiny books 
to a blogging friend.  
Just leave me a Shakespeare quote and I'll know
you are interested.  Next week, I'll ask Greg
to draw a name.  One more thing,,,
I will probably 'fix-up' the cover with an
encaustic collage - it may have a "tattoo"
or not.  Let's be surprised. 

"And though she be but little,
she is fierce."

Thursday, March 27, 2014

LIFE: Riding Horses

We were supposed to do this last night for my birthday, , ,
but unpredictable March weather,,, it was only 47 degrees 
and it rained.  Today it was 78 degrees with a slight
dust storm...  and so we took a horse riding lesson.
My horse loves Greg's horse.

Belle is a sweet mare...
Greg taking saddle off Ricky.
Belle at sundown...
When it comes to animals, 
the horse is a masterpiece.
Perfect, powerful, beautiful,,,

Instead of showering, I'm going to bed
with the slight smell of horse on me.  I want 
the scent to linger while I sleep and dream 
of its powerful muscles and speed.

God-speed is in the horse.
And grace.