Haiku
2009 Haiku
January 1
Blank lines in ledger
Redwood trees stand straight and tall
Welcome the New Year!
January 3
Beige dogs frolicking
Brown, tan, sand, russet, ecru
Platinum Neria
January 4
The silvered hillside
Will melt with Sun's golden rays
The force is with us.
January 6, 2009
Flames leaping, dancing
Halloween orange and black
Logs snapping, crackling
January 7
Grey low tule fog
Muffling the wide pasture land
Dandelion fluff
January 8
Brown, round mushroom caps
Lure us deeper into woods
Hansel and Gretel
January 9
The doe, legs leaping
Now lies still under the fence
It happened so fast!
January 10
High on the hill
Sun flashes from window panes
Reservoir reflects
Jan 11
Obsidian birds
Hippity and hoppity
Kwawk! Kwawk! For peanuts
January 14
Honk! Honk! Splashshsh!
Canada geese lifting off
And land in the water
January 17 Cathedral of Christ the Light, Oakland
Arching wooden ribs
Protect and shelter us all
Surrounded by light
January 18
Happy Birthday me
76 trombones blare
Blow out the candles
January 19
Ambling single file
Black and white in pastures green
Winsome Holstein cows
January 20 Obama inauguration
California
Buzzing bees swarming for warmth
Washington DC
January 21
Black loam, clear plastic
Checkerboard fields lie waiting
For the spring plantings
January 22
Dawn in the valley
Angel hair fog drapes oak trees
Clouding the landscape
January 23
Silence of redwoods
Pitter pat pitter pat beads
Fog drip or rain drops?
January 24
Dark green prickly leaves
Scarlet toyon berries
It is not holly
January 25
Black, white, orange
Colors of calico cat
Angel Island burn
January 26
Against greening fields
Mustard color mustard blooms
The redwing blackbird
January 30
Roaring down the road
Black jackets, helmets, high boots
Angry bumblebees
January 31
Little white candles
The Zigadene blooms early
Zip a dee do dah!
February 5
On nature's canvas
The oil paints smudge together
Fields of green and gold
February 6
Whispers in the night
Soft splatterings on the deck
Winter rains begin
February 10
Green spikey flowers
Slinky stems and spotted leaves
Fetid Adder's tongue
February 14
Curtain of rain drops
Falls to thunderous applause
Bravo! Bravo! More!
February 14
Anticipation
Rainy Day Falls starts to flow
And the other one
Monday, January 24, 2011
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Silvia won a prize for this one!
Green Pea Salad....Recyled!
Born of a five day power outage last winter when everything in my freezer defrosted including a big bag of green peas. Pea salad! I was getting real tired of eating it when the electricity came back on. So I threw it in the blender and voila! recycled inot pease porridge cold.
Recipe
1 32 ounce bag of frozen peas, thawed, not cooked
1 cup celery, finely diced
1 red onion, finely diced
1 cup midget dill pickles, small diced
1 cup sharp cheddar cheese, small cubed
Combine all these in a bowl and add
Non Fat Dressing
2 8 ounce cups of non fat yogurt
1/2 cup fresh dill, finely cut
1 lemon - scrape zest, squeeze the juice, and add
Salt and pepper to taste
To serve put the pea salad into romaine leaf canoes. Enjoy! And the RECYCLE it into soup. Pease porridge in the pot nine days old.
At the ratio fo 2 cups of pea salad to 1 cup of canned low sodium chicken broth, puree it in the blender. Add romaine leaves after cutting off the white ends. Decorate with a sprig of fresh dill and a dollop of yogurt if desired. And because some DO like it hot, you can warm this but do not boil.
Born of a five day power outage last winter when everything in my freezer defrosted including a big bag of green peas. Pea salad! I was getting real tired of eating it when the electricity came back on. So I threw it in the blender and voila! recycled inot pease porridge cold.
Recipe
1 32 ounce bag of frozen peas, thawed, not cooked
1 cup celery, finely diced
1 red onion, finely diced
1 cup midget dill pickles, small diced
1 cup sharp cheddar cheese, small cubed
Combine all these in a bowl and add
Non Fat Dressing
2 8 ounce cups of non fat yogurt
1/2 cup fresh dill, finely cut
1 lemon - scrape zest, squeeze the juice, and add
Salt and pepper to taste
To serve put the pea salad into romaine leaf canoes. Enjoy! And the RECYCLE it into soup. Pease porridge in the pot nine days old.
At the ratio fo 2 cups of pea salad to 1 cup of canned low sodium chicken broth, puree it in the blender. Add romaine leaves after cutting off the white ends. Decorate with a sprig of fresh dill and a dollop of yogurt if desired. And because some DO like it hot, you can warm this but do not boil.
Silvia's "It's not the coconut" chocolate mystery cake
Silvia loved to enter the Marin County Fair food competitions and often won prizes.
Not one, not two, but three mystery ingredients! A taster guessed, "It's not the coconut". But it was. Or rather the sauerkraut whose texture resembles coconut. The other mystery ingredients are beer and crystalized ginger. Debuted at a Friday the 13th bake sale. Very appropriate for April Fool's Day.
Recipe
Preheat over to 350 degrees.
Rinse and drain 2/3 cup of sauerkraut.
Dice crystalized ginger into pea size pieces making one cup.
Sift together the following dry ingredients:
1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa
2 1/4 cups sifted flour
1 tsp baking powder
1tsp baking soda
Cream together 2/3 cup butter, softened, and 1 1/4 cup sugar.
Add 3 eggs, one at a time and beat well after each addition. Blend in 1 tsp vanilla or coconut extract.
Add the dry ingredients to the butter/sugar mixture alternately with 1 12 ounce can of beer.
Stir in the sauerkraut and the ginger pieces.
Ladle into flower pots - unglazed terra cotta with varying sizes. If using flower pots, spray the inside with cooking spray. Put a small piece of parchment paper in the bottom of each pot to cover the hole. Fill pots 3/4 full and put on a parchment covered baking sheet. Bake about 30-35 minutes in a 350 degree oven testing with a toothpick. Allow to cool and sprinkle with raw sugar and chocolate covered ginger for decoration.
If you prefer, recipe will make two 8" cakes.
Not one, not two, but three mystery ingredients! A taster guessed, "It's not the coconut". But it was. Or rather the sauerkraut whose texture resembles coconut. The other mystery ingredients are beer and crystalized ginger. Debuted at a Friday the 13th bake sale. Very appropriate for April Fool's Day.
Recipe
Preheat over to 350 degrees.
Rinse and drain 2/3 cup of sauerkraut.
Dice crystalized ginger into pea size pieces making one cup.
Sift together the following dry ingredients:
1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa
2 1/4 cups sifted flour
1 tsp baking powder
1tsp baking soda
Cream together 2/3 cup butter, softened, and 1 1/4 cup sugar.
Add 3 eggs, one at a time and beat well after each addition. Blend in 1 tsp vanilla or coconut extract.
Add the dry ingredients to the butter/sugar mixture alternately with 1 12 ounce can of beer.
Stir in the sauerkraut and the ginger pieces.
Ladle into flower pots - unglazed terra cotta with varying sizes. If using flower pots, spray the inside with cooking spray. Put a small piece of parchment paper in the bottom of each pot to cover the hole. Fill pots 3/4 full and put on a parchment covered baking sheet. Bake about 30-35 minutes in a 350 degree oven testing with a toothpick. Allow to cool and sprinkle with raw sugar and chocolate covered ginger for decoration.
If you prefer, recipe will make two 8" cakes.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Limerick for Dr. Ruth and Song for Bobby
WOOF! WOOF! For RUTH
Sing praises of our Dr. Ruth
CCIs super vet, that’s the truth
She is not a vegetarian
But vhat a vonderful veterinarian
Callooh! Callay! Forsooth!
Callooh and Callay come from Lewis Carroll’s poem Jabberwocky. The Annotated Alice states that these words are from the Greek kalos meaning beautiful, good, or fair. Forsooth! It is Ruth!
Bobby has always been very special to me as he is the sire of my two of my breeder’s litters. His sons Kaden and Bauman, and Terrell fathered the other three. This tribute is to the tune of “Mother-M is for the …”
B is for the bounty of his breedings
O is for his obedience to his chore
B is for the black puppies oh so many
B is for the blond puppies by the score
Y is why, oh why, you ask we love him
EASY! He’s so special in so many ways
Put them all together they spell Bobby
That big, black, beautiful, bodacious stud muffin we celebrate today
Sing praises of our Dr. Ruth
CCIs super vet, that’s the truth
She is not a vegetarian
But vhat a vonderful veterinarian
Callooh! Callay! Forsooth!
Callooh and Callay come from Lewis Carroll’s poem Jabberwocky. The Annotated Alice states that these words are from the Greek kalos meaning beautiful, good, or fair. Forsooth! It is Ruth!
Bobby has always been very special to me as he is the sire of my two of my breeder’s litters. His sons Kaden and Bauman, and Terrell fathered the other three. This tribute is to the tune of “Mother-M is for the …”
B is for the bounty of his breedings
O is for his obedience to his chore
B is for the black puppies oh so many
B is for the blond puppies by the score
Y is why, oh why, you ask we love him
EASY! He’s so special in so many ways
Put them all together they spell Bobby
That big, black, beautiful, bodacious stud muffin we celebrate today
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Book about Silvia Lange
The softcover book Silvia Prodan Lange: A Celebration of Her Life is on Shutterfly
http://silvialangephotobook.shutterfly.com/pictures/175
and can be viewed and purchased there, or you can purchase the book by contacting Bill or Wendy Dreskin at (415) 457-3949. For more information about the book, please see the April Blog Archive. Also, there is now available a DVD of the Silvia Lange Angel Island celebration on March 21,2010, created and produced by Aimy Wilbur. Please contact Bill or Wendy Dreskin if you would like a copy of this DVD.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
2009 Haiku
January 2, 2009
Over dry cliff side
Rainy day falls will soon leap
Welcome winter rains
January 5, 2009
Soft, warm sleep my dogs
Comma, exclamation point
Punctuate my bed
February 2, 2009 (Novato Field of Dogs)
Racing down the field
the ball! Then into the pool
Silvia at dog park
February 8, 2009 Highway 1 to Tomales
Twisting, turning road
Flanked by bright gold acacias
The miles flashing by
February 9, 2009
Chest rising, falling
Muffled sounds of sweet breathing
Let sleeping dogs lie
March 4, 2009 (Mountain View Cemetery)
White granite sparkles
Tulips all coming up
What a lovely place
March 9, 2009 (Canine Companions for Independence)
Beautiful blondes
Are they polar bears or dogs?
Momma, daughter, child
April 20, 2009
Wildflower garden
Maroon Indian Warriors
Soft yellow iris
May 13, 2009 Nicasio Valley Road
Suddenly blooming
Lupine in the alfalfa
Meadow purple haze
June 10, 2009
Speckled xylophone
Rising up proud in the woods
It does my heart good
July 10, 2009 Crepe myrtles - Marin Human Society
Lavender, pink, white
Where could they have been hiding?
Down South in Natchez?
April 10, 2009 Wendy's house in San Anselmo
Purple lavender
Violet, mauve periwinkle
Lilacs for Wendy
August 14, 2009
Long time Christmas wish
so lucky to have my dogs
I made it come true
October 14, 2009 Lucas Valley Road pumpkin patch
Corn stalks and straw bales
Pumpkins, pumpkins, more pumpkins
Bringing in the sheaves
November 2, 2009
Magic lantern slides
Conjuring up memories
Screen saver puppies
December 1, 2009 Bahia Open Space with Meandering class
Flock of water fowl
Fly upward in flurry
Sound of wings flapping
Over dry cliff side
Rainy day falls will soon leap
Welcome winter rains
January 5, 2009
Soft, warm sleep my dogs
Comma, exclamation point
Punctuate my bed
February 2, 2009 (Novato Field of Dogs)
Racing down the field
the ball! Then into the pool
Silvia at dog park
February 8, 2009 Highway 1 to Tomales
Twisting, turning road
Flanked by bright gold acacias
The miles flashing by
February 9, 2009
Chest rising, falling
Muffled sounds of sweet breathing
Let sleeping dogs lie
March 4, 2009 (Mountain View Cemetery)
White granite sparkles
Tulips all coming up
What a lovely place
March 9, 2009 (Canine Companions for Independence)
Beautiful blondes
Are they polar bears or dogs?
Momma, daughter, child
April 20, 2009
Wildflower garden
Maroon Indian Warriors
Soft yellow iris
May 13, 2009 Nicasio Valley Road
Suddenly blooming
Lupine in the alfalfa
Meadow purple haze
June 10, 2009
Speckled xylophone
Rising up proud in the woods
It does my heart good
July 10, 2009 Crepe myrtles - Marin Human Society
Lavender, pink, white
Where could they have been hiding?
Down South in Natchez?
April 10, 2009 Wendy's house in San Anselmo
Purple lavender
Violet, mauve periwinkle
Lilacs for Wendy
August 14, 2009
Long time Christmas wish
so lucky to have my dogs
I made it come true
October 14, 2009 Lucas Valley Road pumpkin patch
Corn stalks and straw bales
Pumpkins, pumpkins, more pumpkins
Bringing in the sheaves
November 2, 2009
Magic lantern slides
Conjuring up memories
Screen saver puppies
December 1, 2009 Bahia Open Space with Meandering class
Flock of water fowl
Fly upward in flurry
Sound of wings flapping
Friday, April 9, 2010
Poems for friends
ON HIS BLINDNESS
(With Apologies to Milton)
or
PURGE THE SPURGE!
There was a man, Miles Parker, who was Victorian-wise
He rescued a botanical which blinded both his eyes
The pain, it was exquisite He called for help with hope
The cops they were suspicious and searched him well for dope
The plant was a euphorbia so innocent and green
Not even a Venus Flytrap would have treated Miles so mean
Keep your euphorbia watered Don 't let it get quite dry
Or its milky, caustic substance will make you scream and cry
Euphorbia, euphorbia, a breed of weed so strange
Mole plant, poinsettia, and Crown of Thorns all fall within its range
"It could bother a gopher or mole and make him go away "
Have you seen a mole 's eyes lately? That's how they got that way
Euphorbus was a Greek physician but no antidote had he
So Miles yelled, "Eureeeeeeeeka! " just like Archimedes
Yes, artists can be disabled A fact so dread to utter
Beethoven with his deafness Demosthenes with his stutter
Paul Gaugin had syphilis and Vincent Van Gogh had fits
Toulouse Lautrec had stunted legs Miles Parker 's eyes were slits
His sight came back with a week which filled us with euphoria
A sadder, wiser man was Miles He's phobic for euphorbia
Silvia Lange Sometime in the Seventies San Diego
ON HER LEAVING
Camille, oh, Camille
Please heed our appeal
If your leaving you 'll repeal
We'll take you to Mobile
Actually to a street named Beale
For a scrumptious meal of veal
Maybe a creel full of eel
Are we hearing you squeal?
Deal? No deal?
Yes, we know how you feel
The Wheel, Wheel of Fortune, the Wheel
Grinds you down
You could over-keel
It's all so surreal
But soon you will heal
Church bells will peal
You'll dance till you reel
Do flip-flops head over heel
Your clothes you'll off-peel
To go swim with a seal
And then dressed all in teal
You'll approach your new job
With zeal!
.
Silvia Lange CHAMPUS 1996
(With Apologies to Milton)
or
PURGE THE SPURGE!
There was a man, Miles Parker, who was Victorian-wise
He rescued a botanical which blinded both his eyes
The pain, it was exquisite He called for help with hope
The cops they were suspicious and searched him well for dope
The plant was a euphorbia so innocent and green
Not even a Venus Flytrap would have treated Miles so mean
Keep your euphorbia watered Don 't let it get quite dry
Or its milky, caustic substance will make you scream and cry
Euphorbia, euphorbia, a breed of weed so strange
Mole plant, poinsettia, and Crown of Thorns all fall within its range
"It could bother a gopher or mole and make him go away "
Have you seen a mole 's eyes lately? That's how they got that way
Euphorbus was a Greek physician but no antidote had he
So Miles yelled, "Eureeeeeeeeka! " just like Archimedes
Yes, artists can be disabled A fact so dread to utter
Beethoven with his deafness Demosthenes with his stutter
Paul Gaugin had syphilis and Vincent Van Gogh had fits
Toulouse Lautrec had stunted legs Miles Parker 's eyes were slits
His sight came back with a week which filled us with euphoria
A sadder, wiser man was Miles He's phobic for euphorbia
Silvia Lange Sometime in the Seventies San Diego
ON HER LEAVING
Camille, oh, Camille
Please heed our appeal
If your leaving you 'll repeal
We'll take you to Mobile
Actually to a street named Beale
For a scrumptious meal of veal
Maybe a creel full of eel
Are we hearing you squeal?
Deal? No deal?
Yes, we know how you feel
The Wheel, Wheel of Fortune, the Wheel
Grinds you down
You could over-keel
It's all so surreal
But soon you will heal
Church bells will peal
You'll dance till you reel
Do flip-flops head over heel
Your clothes you'll off-peel
To go swim with a seal
And then dressed all in teal
You'll approach your new job
With zeal!
.
Silvia Lange CHAMPUS 1996
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