A Parable of Immortality by Henry Van Dyke

I am standing upon the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze
and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength,
and I stand and watch until at last she hangs
like a speck of white cloud
just where the sea and sky come down to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says,
” There she goes! “

Gone where?

Gone from my sight . . . that is all.

She is just as large in mast and hull and spar
as she was when she left my side
and just as able to bear her load of living freight
to the place of destination.

Her diminished size is in me, not in her.

And just at the moment
when someone at my side says,
” There she goes! ”
there are other eyes watching her coming . . .
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout . . .

” Here she comes! ”

 

for Ginger and Molly – Always in our hearts

Baking Therapy

Last night, Big Bird and I made Tarte Tatin.   She basically sat on her “tree” while I made the tarte, and she kept me entertained by talking and attacking stuffed hamsters.

photo(2)The Tatin was awesome.   It was awesome even though I totally screwed up the caramel part by cooking it too fast in the cast iron skillet.   It was a hard lump of glass-like caramel.    Fortunately, I was able to take it out and start fresh withphoto(1) the caramel (without even measuring, I might add), and it came out quite nice.

Then it was off to the oven to cook.  When it came out, I laid a serving plate ontop of it and flipped it over.  It was perfect, if I do say so myself.

What I love about Julia Child’s recipe is that it says something to the affect of, “If it doesn’t display perfectly, and it sometimes won’t, just rearrange the apples.”

In other words, even a wonderful, well-known, genius cook will have mishaps in the kitchen.

What happens in the kitchen, stays in the kitchen.

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