A Wrinkle In Time

Dawn

Resa’s Tree at Sunrise with greens, golds, and browns.

We encountered Sir Smokey Kitty in the Castle of Gwendolyn the Faire. Her castle is truly over the hills and far away from where we live.

In the 14th century, Gwendolyn the Faire would have invited up to 10,000 people to her banquets. The Erbolate (Herbed Eggs) required around 11,000 eggs to prepare. In these time-warped days where medieval traditions fall out of the wrinkles, Gwendolyn the Faire only had to feed 30 medievalists. It was still quite a feat, and the preparation of the courses was masterful.

Bottles from medieval wine, ale, and mead. The menu. The cookbook used for the medieval courses.

Goblets waiting and whining for wine. The food was excellent and consumed with pleasure. A mix of modern and medieval.

Resa’s Tree with cranes at sunset.

Cranes glow at sunset.

Cat Days Of Summer

Spunk lying in the summer heat thinking about the Lovin’ Spoonful’s song Summer In The City.

Resa’s Tree making a summertime fashion statement with a three-cornered cloud hat. We started discussing three-cornered hats and Manuel de Falla’s opera El sombrero de tres picos. I told Resa’s tree that she might have been a tiny twig when Falla wrote El sombrero de tres picos in 1916-17.

If you have 40 minutes, the above video is a fun performance of El sombrero de tres picos.

The sun making another scene before going to bed.

Worm Moon Riseth

The Worm Moon Riseth
On a March night behind clouds
Through trees, it showeth

Pink Dawn

X in the afternoon

Cranes at dusk

Worm Moon

Worm Moon in Resa’s Tree

Worm Moon in a random tree

The Rio Grande at dusk

Last stripes of dusk