30.8.10

I Love Bikes

 Well I say I love them.
I dont have much choice right now, my beloved car is in a state of confusion.
It is beyond repair, cost wise.
So I will now hop on my beloved bike and cycle to work.
Thankfully I only work 20 minutes away so by the time I can afford a new car I will be fit again.



So this Monday I love my bike

I also love these images of bikes




 That pretty much looks like my car right now

 My bike is in fact pink




 This is so cute Tandem Bike Love 




♥ Olive

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27.8.10

Inspirational Daily: 8.27.10

 ♥ Olive
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Food of Love Friday

I love to cook for my beloved, everything I cook I tell him it was made with love and its the way to his heart.
He tells me Ive made my way to his heart, and as much as this maybe true I still enjoy telling myself that by cooking for him, I am making a way to his heart.
This recipe has history behind it so I found, I found it in a book some months ago and with most things I try to find some background history on it.
Here's what I came up with
 Watercress Soup
Watercress is frequently mentioned as a foodstuff in the twelfth-century manuscript Agallamh na Seanorach (The Colloquy of the Old Men). Legend has sit that it was watercress that enabled St Brendan to live the ripe old age of 180! In Birr Castle in Co. Offaly, Lord and Lady Rosse still serve a soup of watercress gathered from around St. Brendan's well, just below the castle walls.
  • 3 Tablespoons sweet (unsalted) butter
  • 1 1/4 cups potatoes, peeled and chopped
  • 1 1/4 cups yellow onion, chopped finely
  • Kosher salt and freshly ground pepper, to taste
  • 2 1/2 cups chicken stock or vegetable stock
  • 2 1/2 cups creamy milk
  • 2 bunches of chopped watercress (remove the coarse stalks)
Method:
Melt the butter in a heavy-bottomed saute pan. When it foams, add the potatoes and onions and toss until well coated. Sprinkle with salt and freshly ground pepper. Cover the pan and sweat the vegetables over low heat for 10 minutes.
Add the stock and milk, bring to a boil and cook until the potatoes and onions are soft.
Add the watercress and boil with the lid off for approximately 4 to 5 minutes until the watercress is cooked. It will taste soft and tender.
Do not overcook or the soup will loose its fresh green color.
Puree the soup in a blender or food processor.
Taste and add a little more salt and pepper if necessary.
♥ Olive
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26.8.10

It's Finally Happened

My beloved VW Beetle has laid her head down and gone to sleep.
We broke down on our way home from work Tuesday night, and yesterday I spent all day in a state of sorrow.
She was my first car, not a new car but a new car for me and I loved her.
We have been together 10 years now.
My other beloved wants me to take her to the big scrap pile in the sky but I'm so not ready for that.
Instead I think maybe we will keep her and do something along theses lines.
VW Vespa carrier:
The Beetle Tri-wheel
The VW Beetle “Spider"
The Hot Rod Beetle
 And my favorite
Rest in Peace Beloved Beetle
♥ Olive


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23.8.10

Inspirational Daily: 8.23.10



♥ Olive


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My Love of Book Sculpting

 Have you ever thought about what happens to old books.
I love my books so much that I keep every single of of them, the house will be over crowded one day

I know, that's ok if we run out of room my beloved can move out to make room for the books.

The only way I would part with my books is if this was going to happen to them.


Book sculpting
I ♥ it 
 The Mad Hatters Tea Party
 Peter Pan
I'm in awe of such talent, Su Blackwell and sure must to check out, you will fall madly, deeply, truly in love with her work.
There are of course many more artisits that have captured my eye, but not as much as Su's work does.
Except for one young lady called Gina Lee who is still in school in West Salem Oregon.
♥ it


♥ Olive


This Post is a ♥ Much Love ♥ post.
what do you love this Monday pop on over and join in the ♥



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21.8.10

The Alphabet in Color: The Letter A

There is a complete obsession in my life and its letters and colors.
My mother tells me it stems right back from my childhood, but why she doesn't know. 
So I thought maybe it was a good time to put my obsession into some sort of order.
Maybe once Ive completed the Alphabet in Color I wont be so obsessed. 


Letter :
Color : Apricot


 1: Dark Apricot Rose  2: California Poppy   3: What Became of Apricot 4: Untitled 5: Apricot Tulip Petals

♥ Olive

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♥ Olive

20.8.10

Food Of Love Friday




 I was looking through some old cookbooks my Grandma gave my mother years ago which she in returned passed on to me.

Back in my grandma's day they use to produce cookbooks they were called  community cookbooks, printed compilations of recipes representing the collective culinary achievements of home cooks. Published cheaply and distributed locally since the mid-1800s, the books were created by groups of women to raise money for their social clubs, churches, or charities of choice.

Flicking through the yellowed, stained pages I find familiar dishes, such as Caesar salad and banana nut bread.

There is also some eyebrow-raisers, such as Japanese Fruit Pie (nothing remotely Japanese about this recipe) There is American Beauty Cake (which includes instant cocoa mix, wondering if this is still on the grocery store shelves). Each recipe speaks both to the era in which it was enjoyed and the values, trends, and regional tastes of the woman who wrote it.

I got thinking about recipes my mother would make when I was growing up.
One of many that I still enjoy today I will share with you.

My mother always said it's the way to a mans heart, never did understand this until I cooked my beloved boyfriend this recipe.

Rhubarb Crumble Pie

  • 1 unbaked 9-inch pie shell
  • 1 1/2 pounds rhubarb stalks
  • 1/3 cup water
  • 3 tablespoons all-purpose flour
  • 3/4 cup sugar
  • Few drops red food coloring, optional.
  • Topping:
  • 1/4 cup butter, room temperature
  • 1/2 cup granulated sugar
  • 1/2 cup all-purpose flour
  • 1/3 cup old-fashioned rolled oats
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon

Preparation:

Heat oven to 350°. Prepare pie shell or thaw a frozen pie shell. Trim and rinse the rhubarb stalks. Slice large stalks in half lengthwise. Slice rhubarb stalks crosswise in 1/2 to 1-inch lengths. Combine sliced rhubarb and water in a medium saucepan. In a small bowl, combine 3 tablespoons flour and 3/4 cup sugar, stirring until well blended; add to the rhubarb mixture. Stir well and bring just to a boil. Reduce heat to medium low. Cover but leave the cover ajar to let steam escape and continue simmering for about 5 minutes, or just until tender. If desired, add a little red food coloring to make the filling more colorful. Spoon filling into the prepared pie shell.
With a pastry blender or fingers, combine the topping ingredients until blended and crumbly. Sprinkle over the top of the pie. Bake for 35 to 45 minutes, until topping is browned and the filling is bubbly.

 *Optional along with the Rhubarb you can add strawberries, you just don't need to pre-cook them.






 Have a wonderful and blessed weekend.

♥ Olive

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♥ Olive

19.8.10

Love Letters

Does anyone still write Love Letters.
Ive been wondering this for a while, Ive also been looking at Love letters that famous people have written over the years.
Wow some of them are pretty amazing and heart felt.
 To Clara Schmann (1838)
What a heavenly morning! All the bells are ringing; the sky is so golden and clear..and before me lies your letter.
I send you my first kiss, beloved.

Robert Schumann
 How sweet would it be to receive this from your lover, just knowing he was thinking about you.
 
Ive never had a love letter, Ive had letters from friends where they declare there love for me as a friend, but never a letter declaring true love.

I don't want to say I long for this, but it sure would be nice.
I wondered if I left them scattered all over the house, my beloved boyfriend would pick one up and be inspired to write one from his heart just for me.

Oh how I dare to dream

My faviorite love letter is from Mark Twain to his beloved wife.

Livy darling, six years have gone by since I made my first great success in life and won you, and thirty years have passed since Providence made preparation for that happy success by sending you into the world. 
Every day we live together adds to the security of my confidence, that we can never any more wish to be separated than that we can ever imagine a regret that we were ever joined.
You are dearer to me to-day, my child, than you were upon the last anniversary of this birth-day; you were dearer then than you were a year before—you have grown more and more dear from the first of those anniversaries, and I do not doubt that this precious progression will continue on to the end.
Let us look forward to the coming anniversaries, with their age and their gray hairs without fear and without depression, trusting and believing that the love we bear each other will be sufficient to make them blessed.
So, with abounding affection for you and our babies, I hail this day that brings you the matronly grace and dignity of three decades. 
Always yours,
S.L.C.

["Mark Twain" was a nom de plume, Samuel Langhorne Clemens was his given name.]

 Im Such a hopeless romantic

 ♥ Olive
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♥ Olive

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18.8.10

I Love a Challenge

I found a wonderful website today and there is a weekly photo prompt

 This weeks prompt is "What Summer means to you"

The site for this prompt is called Life through the lens

To me its all about flowers, I love to see them bloom and Im very sad when the weather turns cold and they die.To be honest I hate winter and would love it if it was summer all year round.
I have joined in with the prompt and this is my photo.

I did play around with this photo a little it ..... to be honest I think it looks more like an oil painting than a photo.

♥ Olive

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17.8.10

Words

Words can be the most powerful thing in the word.
Think of all the great works that have been written down on paper.
William Shakespeare, Robert Louis Stevenson, Mary Shelley, Lewis Caroll, to name a few.
The words they wrote have seen century's pass but still we are able to read them.
Words that have been spoke over time stay for ever in our minds.
Martin Luther King Jr's speech comes to mind when I think of words that have been spoken
Powerful words that have touched the hearts of a nation.

I once found a diary hidden in a Chester Draws that I had brought at a yard sale.

The words of a young woman who's heart longed for love.

One of the most touching things I read from this diary said just this

They say sticks and stone will break my bones but words will never hurt me.
 The words you speak to me have broke me over the years.
You have rejected me not with your actions but with your words, you words have wounded me and they have cut me like a knife.
 You have never laid a finger on me but yet I am bruised and battered.
All I long for is to hear the words I Love You.

I took this diary back to the house where I had purchased the chester draws, the lady who had sold it to me answered the door and I explained what I had found.

It was her Grand Mothers Diary, it had been written many years ago when she married her husband.It would seem the husband was a horrid man who not only made his wife's life a misery but also his childrens.

I did tell her I had read most of it out of curiosity, and that the words her Grand Mother had written had an effect on me like never before.

I remember as a child singing the words

Stick and Stones will break my bones but words will never harm me.

 How wrong I was words sometimes do more damage then any sticks or stones could ever do.

♥ Olive





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♥ Olive