Sunday, May 27, 2018

Trails, tinkles, and tarts


We began our Memorial Day weekend at a nearby reservoir, which has a very manageable bike/walking path that runs through the woods and beside the water in spots.

          I like it much better than more popular trails – unlike in Northampton and Amherst, I’m not dodging skateboarders and herds of families with kids that wander across the path or come teetering toward you. Having only learned to ride a bike as an adult, I’m not all that confident myself and appreciate an empty lane for my own teetering.
  
 



        There were a few patches of fisherpeople.




          Banks of ferns.








          And reminders that if I fell, to go for the asphalt instead of these three-leaved dangers.




          My afternoon was more mundane, with a trip to the garden/pet supply place where fortunately, no one spotted Mamie shamelessly peeing on the floor. 
(No photos - I was busy quickly shuffling us off to some other part of the store)
          But the evening proved that you never quite know how life is going to work out. 
 
Who would have ever thought that this new care-free condo life would also come with my own rhubarb patch (thank you, previous owners) that I could harvest for a tasty rustic tart. 

10 comments:

  1. My grandmother called that a crosata crust, and put most any filling she made into it.I tried to explain it to Emily, the granddaughter who knows everything, and she looked at me like there were three heads. I'll try it on Laura soon; she's really big on peaches. Thanks for the scrumptdelicious example.

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  2. That tart looks both healthy and delicious. I am not a fan of rhubarb but we did grow it when I was young. It is easy to take care of. I think you should have just walked up to the counter at the pet store and asked for a roll of paper towels...which they certainly would provide.

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    1. You're right - not my finest hour, either.

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  3. Mmmm. Rhubarb. Which is always known as thumb in our family after one of my brothers had a major mishap while chopping it.

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  4. I've made two rhubarb desserts so far. I should really freeze some because there is no way I could use up what I have. I'm not a great bicyclist, either. -Jenn

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  5. Cycling is such a great activity. I can't do much anymore, but it's still nice to get out a little.

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  6. What are those three leafed plants that you don't want to be falling into?

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    1. Poison ivy. "Leaves of three, let them be"!

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  7. Sounds like a very good day, except for the Mamie mishap. I got poison ivy once long ago, and it's not fun! :-)

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