Great meals rarely start at points that all look like beginnings. They usually pick up where something else leaves off. This is how most of the best things are made — imagine if the world had to begin from scratch each dawn: a tree would never grow, nor would we ever get to see the etchings of gentle rings on a clamshell… Meals’ ingredients must be allowed to topple into one another like dominos. Broccoli stems, their florets perfectly boiled in salty water, must be simmered with olive oil and eaten with shaved Parmesan on toast; their leftover cooking liquid kept for the base for soup, studded with other vegetables, drizzled with good olive oil, with the rind of the Parmesan added for heartiness. This continuity is the heart and soul of cooking.
~ Tamar Adler, An Everlasting Meal
I always wind up with leftovers, whether I’m dealing in food or photos. With food, leftovers are easy. I reheat, or transform them into something else. With photos, I’m never sure. What to do with the pictures I took of the terrapin turtle who crawled all the way up the boardwalk that leads to the back door and then tried to fit itself through the lattice covering the bottom of the deck? How about that delicious jerked shrimp with mango salsa and a Caribbean style quinoa salad that we had for dinner over the weekend? Will that fit in somewhere?
There are birds I can’t figure out. I thought the one above might be a Baltimore Oriole, but it doesn’t have the stripes. Maybe an Orchard Oriole?
I have pink, wispy clouds in almost purple skies.
And sunsets in varying colors.
What to do with the Golden Hour shots in the woods?
Should I find a blog place for them, or should I leave them in the archives, to sleep until I need them someday?
This next one is easy. I can fit it in anywhere, just about, because Karma asked to see it.
Have I shown you the Pocomoke River yet? I don’t think I did. M and I had lunch at the Riverside Grill recently. The food was delicious, and the view was wonderful.
Well, that’s enough of that. There are always plenty of leftovers, but it doesn’t mean we have to eat them all at once. Thank you for visiting. I hope Tuesday has been good to you. It’s a hot and rainy day here on the Eastern Shore. I’ve been avoiding the great outdoors, but will force myself out there soon. I have some beauty to show you from yesterday’s forced march as soon as I get the energy to sort through the photos. I’m still sick, and energy is limited lately.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂