First Stop: Dehli

17,000,000….that’s a lot of people in India’s capital city. The noise and the crowds can be a bit overwhelming unless you open your eyes and pay attention to all the surrounding action. Then Dehli becomes quite fascinating as you take in the life on the streets.
Now travel can be a little scary as tuk tuks, cars, bicycles and foot traffic all vie for space.
Trying to capture it all is near impossible, but let me share with you some of what defined Dehli for me. People doing what they do holds such fascination whether they’re working the market,
moving goods from one place to another with sheer manpower,
sitting quietly catching up on the day’s news
or visiting a mosque for prayer.
All these energies combine to paint a picture of life in a new and unfamiliar place.
Of course, India is noted for its textiles, and those who work in the shops are only to anxious to show everything they have. As piece after piece is unfolded, it’s impossible to walk away without buying something if only to reward the patience of the person who must then refold it all and likely go through the process again and again.
If you know nothing else about India, you’re likely familiar with the name Mahatma Ghandi and his commitment to empowering the poor in his country.
His efforts led to his assassination and he is remembered in Dehli, where he was cremated, by a permanent memorial which made me think of the eternal flame honoring President Kennedy. Judging from the number of people who reverently circled the memorial, Ghandi is still revered.
In the days when India was under the British flag, a very plumb assignment for an English nobleman was to be named viceroy. The viceroy’s home in Dehli was a 340 room which today serves as home to India’s president. Needless to say, it must take quite a staff to manage such a place.
Starting an India adventure in Dehli is a quick introduction to a country of more than a billion people, and it will be interesting to see how it compares with the other areas of our journey. I hope you will enjoy the vicarious experience and that we will all learn from the experience.

A Peek Inside

In Maine, many people have as second homes camps located on a pond or lake.

They are not fancy places but are meant for relaxing and enjoying nature, kayaking, paddle boarding, fishing or maybe the luxury of dozing on the porch.

Camps are generally simple with no wasted space and places for only necessities.

The whole idea is comfort.

There seem always to be special touches in these homes away from home. Here it’s a rocking chair embroidered with meaningful images by a grandmother. In my eyes, this is a priceless treasure.

Elsewhere it’s the way fresh produce is mounded in a basket

or how a pot of herbs is an ample centerpiece for the evening meal.

Remembering that the reason for being at a camp is to chill, I think it’s time for a little refreshment

and some quiet time on the porch to enjoy the solitude of the pond.

It’s not likely the silence will be broken by anything other than a loon’s baleful cry. Yes, this is the way life should be.

I so appreciate your visit and the comments you leave behind


Sunday Wanderings

From miles around, folks follow the road signs to Beth’s, a farm market with all things fresh and local. For me, it’s a 30 mile round trip worth every mile and the time it takes to get there.

This time of year Beth’s is a real treat as the market is loaded with much of what is perfect for fall decor.

There are pumpkins and gourds galore which makes it very hard to choose just a few.

Many of the pumpkins have names that are both perfectly descriptive

And tickle the funny bone. To tell the truth I didn’t think these were so ugly and added them to my cart.

No way were a couple of these being left behind!  Now there will have to be a ladies lunch to show them off.

Inside Beth’s is a wonderland of interesting produce all grown on the premises.

When there’s so much to choose from the real challenge is not to overbuy.

That’s a challenge I’m seldom able to meet as one of everything wants to jump in my basket.

When the basket can hold no more, I join the crowd in line and start thinking about creative ways to use everything. That’s part of the fun!

i so appreciate your visit and the comments you leave behind

Joining

Dishing It & Digging It

A Little Mishap

Last night while I was fixing supper the hubby was playing with my new iPad on which I’d been practicing writing a blog post offline.  Unbeknownst to him he published the unfinished piece with all its grammatical errors and missing photos.  When I made the discovery several hours later I was not a happy camper.  What’s a blogger to do?  The only answer was to edit the mishap.  If you are one of those who saw the accidental post, it has been corrected and I hope you will take a look here as it will tell better the story of why fall is both happy and sad for me.

It occurs to me that some of you may have had your own mishaps.  Care to share?   

It’s a Puffball!

For several days something that appeared to be a mushroom sprang up in the yard and got bigger and bigger and bigger until it was larger than my head.  Thinking to trash it before it took over, I pulled it off the ground and was blown away by how much it weighed.  When I started looking at it, trying to recall my limited mushroom knowledge, the first thing I noticed was it didn’t have any gills.  

Curious now, I took it inside and cut it in half to find that it was dense from top to bottom.  Now, really puzzled, I posted this photo on Facebook and asked for someone to identify it.  Immediately, several Maine folks informed me it was a puffball mushroom that was deliciously edible.

I wasted no time experimenting, first sautéing it in butter to get a feel for the taste.  It was quite mild with a very nice flavor.   Since then it has been used in scrambled eggs and spaghetti sauce and added to stir fried veggies, all of which worked beautifully.

So far so good with no ill effects which led me to think about a soup.  Now, that was a real winner.  The hubby went so far as to say it was the best mushroom soup he’d ever had and that’s something since he loves the one we learned on one of our Foodie Adventures with Michael Salmon.

Quite honestly, to make the soup I just started throwing ingredients…celery, a couple of small potatoes and baby carrots…in the pot and simmered them in chicken stock.  For seasoning, I used a garlic/herb mix, onion powder, dried fire roasted tomatoes, salt and pepper.  When the veggies were tender, I added about 5 cups of puffball, broken into small pieces, and let it cook for a few minutes longer.  While the cooking continued, I used an immersion blender to puree the mix.  At the last minute a cup or so of milk was added.  

Now, for the taste test….scrumptious!  It was just the right thickness with flavor that made taste buds sing.  I don’t know whether or not I’ll ever be lucky enough to have another puffball volunteer in the yard, but my fingers are crossed because I have ideas for a few more things to try.  If you’ve had experience with this unusual mushroom, do share.

i so appreciate your visit and the comments you leave behind

It’s Over!

Office View HoustonThe rain has stopped and this morning Houstonians woke to a clear sky for the first time in several days.  Some, however, also woke to the reality of loss.  I can’t imagine how that  feels.   What I do know is that people in this fourth largest US city will come together.  Neighbors will help neighbors and strangers will open their hearts and offer helping hands to those in need because  Houston’s heart is as big as all of Texas.

Among many, some of the city’s professional athletes have come forward with their money and energy to begin the business of restoration.  Houston Texan JJ Watt first gave his own dollars and then proceeded to raise more than $6 million.  He hasn’t quit as he is aware that much more will be needed to return Houston and its displaced residents to pre flood condition.

These last days have been hard for the hubby and me as we sit some 2,000 miles away worrying about family and friends.  Not all were unscathed, but we and our family are blessed to have experienced no damage.  I am deeply grateful to all of you who have reached out inquiring about our situation and expressing your concern for Houston.  

It will take a while, but all will be well in time.  I hope the same is true for the other areas where Harvey has caused such havoc.