It's Still Life

1. I am thankful for onomatopœic words that fly off my tongue: FLIBBERTY-GIBBET — a very talkative person; Etymology: an onomatopœic. Used by John Heywood in 1546, from All Proverbs in the English Language. 

However — this week’s word is Edacious: ravenous, having to do with appetite; Etymology: Latin edaci (to eat) + ous. Found in Natural History of Enthusiasm by Issac Taylor, 1829.

2. I’m thankful for homemade granola that breaks properly into clumps. Don’t stir it while it’s baking. Just set the timer, and walk away. 

3. I’ve had the power off to the gas cooker (stove) for 10-days because I wasn’t comfortable with the ignition light on all the time. It’s fixed. Took 15-minutes, and the repairman said the light is just a gimmick. I’m thankful that it’s fixed, and for repairmen who call a gimmick a gimmick.

4. Thankful for a steady supply of tomatoes; roasted and put through the moulinette (old fashioned, hand-cranked food mill) for sauce, then frozen. 

5. A new series for Denise’s Six Sentence Stories — Aura, about the nuances of being ‘foreign’. The Book of 27 continues — without Brigid. Thankful to drip ink everywhere.

6. Fondant potatoes. Not good for you, all that butter, but oh so delicious. Be thankful for small pleasures.

7. Thankful that even though this yorkshire pudding looks like a dog’s dinner, it was darned tasty with some onion gravy poured over it. 

8. Homemade tomato soup without all the sugar and preservatives, and with little gold fish floating about in the bowl. I didn’t make the gold fish. 🐠

9. Sunflowers drying in the sun — lots of seeds for the birds to eat this winter. I’m thankful for people who know not to give birds bread; there’s no nutrition in it. It fills the tummy while they starve.

10. The first signs of autumn covering the ground. North is returning. Time to start thinking about comfort food. I’m thankful that rain is expected this weekend.