juice

Ingredients: 1/4 c. red onion, finely chopped juice from 1 lime (~ 2 T) 1 cucumber, chopped small 1 can diced organic tomatoes 1 roma tomato, chopped small 12-15 medium shrimp, thawed and peeled 1 c. (razor) clam juice hot sauce (few dashes) 1/2-1 tsp. minced garlic salt & pepper Method: 1. Chop the onion and soak it in lime juice while chopping the other ingredients. Then mix it with the first five ingredients in a bowl adding some salt and pepper. 2. Put the mixture into a blender. Add cilantro, reserving 1/2 cup in a bowl. Blend the mixture until smooth then stir in reserved cup of cilantro. Stir in the hot sauce, remove the blender container and put it in the fridge (or pour into a bowl first). 3. Put the shrimp in a small (sauté) pan with the clam juice on medium/low. Allow the shrimp to cook, stirring occasionally. Add a bit of salt. 4. Once the shrimp is cooked, remove it from the stove and allow it to cool a bit. Then mix it with the other ingredients ...

I look back at my previous entries and see a voice I'm almost embarrassed to expose again! My life has changed and somehow I feel the outward has forced itself inward, drawing on different, yet familiar impromptu movements and bunny-hop thoughts. Can one really conceive the lifelong commitment to another individual? I do not doubt the strength of transparency, vulnerability and forgiveness. And here I am, again, but for the first time - The only one who will get to live this life: Wandering with Home in my heart - Finessing the resources within and throwing them to the wind... This kite has a long string that often tangles in trees. The beauty is still all around and I find taking it in to be a daily responsibility. I will always be a steward of the earth, blessed with the rising sun, spring songs, flowing waters, and green canopies - yearning to give back.

A flock of crows and stack of model airplane kits made me smile today.

There is a lot to say with two years gone by, but how am I doing?  How is my soul?  God gave me a perfect description through David's words last night: Hear my prayer, O Lord; give ear to my pleas for mercy! In your faithfulness answer me, in your righteouness! Enter not into judgment with your servant, for no one living is righteous before you. For the enemy has pursued my soul; he has crushed y life to the ground; he has made me sit in darkness like those long dead. Therefore my spirit faints within me; my heart within e is appalled. I remember the days of old; I meditate on all that you have done; I ponder the work of your hands. I stretch out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land. Answer me quickly, O Lord! My spirit fails! Hide not your face from me, lest I be like those who go down to the pit. Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in you I trust. Make me know the way I should go, for to you I lift up m...

After five days of gray, Olympia welcomed the sun like an optimistic old friend offering freshly baked oatmeal cookies... I discovered one of my favorite parables while sitting in Trinity Lutheran Church this morning, listening to Pastor Mike's sermon. "For the kingdom of heaven is like a landowner who went out early in the morning to hire workers for is vineyard.  He agreed to pay them a denarius for the day and sent them into his vineyard. "About nine in the morning he went out and saw others standing in the marketplace doing nothing.  He told them, 'You also go and work in my vineyard, and I will pay you whatever is right.' So they went. "He went out again about noon and about three in the afternoon and did the same thing.  About fie in the afternoon he went out and found still others standing around.  He asked them, 'Why have you been standing here all day long doing nothing?' "Because no one has hired us,' they answered. ...

I can't say much about Thursdays, but today was one for the books... er, blog ;) Work was going as usual, but then around lunch time, a couple men popped into the room.  One to chat with Natasha, and one to drop off a stick of valuable data for Sabre, who was gone today.  As I heard man #2 talk briefly with Natasha and then approach my desk, I had the giddy feeling that I was in the presence of a man with a decent amount of "whale watching" under his belt.  He had glasses (check) and a worn white t-shirt with hummingbirds on it (check) and the friendly demeanor of a Canadian (check).... "Hi, I'm Robin".  Of course you are.  I immediately rose from my chair with an open right hand and a little bit of enthusiasm leaking out my eyes and the upturned corners of my mouth.  After our brief encounter, I felt I could cast a line and share my life story with the man.  Given the opportunity, I probably would have just found myself staring and nodding, releasin...

I tried my second Olympian restaurant tonight with work buddies, Natasha, Sabre, and Sabre's significant other (oh, I forget his name!).  Coincidentally, it's called Fish Tale and has a delicious turkey, basil pesto, tomato sandwich with a side of spicy, chicken, lentil soup... http://www.fishbrewing.com/brewpub/ If you are unaware, or don't recall, Fish Tales in Warrnambool, Australia was one of my favorite places to eat.  Even though the menu was a few pages short this time, the food and company was terrific... even in the midst of a bit of rain drops and gray skies.  The atmosphere just enhanced the beautiful mural across the street, on the brewery building, of salmon swimming through a wheat field.  A huge, red octopus overlooked our outdoor table from the restaurant wall.  I thoroughly enjoy the bright paintings around town that seem to make a gloomy day a bit cheerier.