I wish I could say I thought about this blog while I was away, but alas, I did not! No apologies here though. I had a ball visiting family and friends from North Dakota to Minnesota, Nashville to Keeneland, and Michigan to Wyoming again. Ok. So i wasn’t gone for 80 days, but it sure did feel like it late yesterday afternoon when I rolled up to the ranch with Hank the Cowdog in tow. He really couldn’t believe his eyes when we walked the fields last night before collapsing into bed, yes, both of us collapsed! And, I didn’t travel the world, but with all the adventure packed into this past month, food, family, laughter, tears, scenic vistas dotted with autumn riots of foliage, there is no world as blessed as my world.
I arrived back home to a new cookbook.
This is going to a most enjoyable journey creating through this one! I am gathering up the essentials as I type. I am moved by this man’s sweet stories, and sweet spirit, and sweet creations. Oh how I am pleased to have reconnected with my mother and father on my trip and garnered more stories of our family history and traditions.
I look forward to sharing such recipes and tender morsels of life and love as these winter weeks and months unfurl. I hope you will join me, please do!
You must know that I started my exercise routine this morning by saddling up one of my favorite, “go-to” mares and loping the most intricate, round circles. She remembers, me too. Addy girl… you smell like my childhood. Love you.
Addy’s fashion halter was a gift from one of my sweet, young friend and student many years ago.