I couldn’t resist….this is my favorite Halloween movie ever. This is my first season without cable and I watched this one whenever it came on……repeatedly…..it doesn’t matter that I own the DVD…it’s not the same.
Funny how some days things just make more sense. I think that my thought process started when I notice that the tips of the leaves are changing. Just once I wish that Ohio would give me a perfect fall…..you know the picture perfect ones…and not just a week….I want a whole season. Yes I am aware how greedy that sounds, but I’m 42 so more than half of my falls are gone.
My next thoughts were about how I hope my kids remember the magic in nature when I am not there to point it out to them. I remember dragging them outside in the rain when the sun was out to look for rainbows, or dragging them to the window before school because the sunrise was amazing and dawn comes so fast. They have always been taught to look up and witness nature, to really see it.
I put a ham bone on the stove last night and let it simmer all night and all day. I stopped at a market on the way home to pick up some vegis….celery,carrots,baby eggplants,mushrooms,radishes. I brought them home and washed and dumped them right in the soup. It was only for flavor and I knew I was removing them so I didn’t chop, well the eggplant I cut in big pieces. Then I went to yoga.
I came home and removed all the roots (yes I know they all aren’t roots) and bones (which in my head it was funny to call this root and bone soup) I diced up some onions and cooked them a little before I tossed it in. Here is the weird part as I was doing it I was thinking about the girl at work who can’t kick her cold and how the boy is starting to get sick and how the onion will help kick the cold. Where did that come from? Is it true? I am all about cooking with intention but I freaked myself out a little.
Maybe it’s the little moments like this…..that I put out that witchy vibe?
I just believe that there is magic around us everyday and all we have to do is really see…..and it is right there where it always has been. Do you hear that? Those drums…of course not because they are mine and only I get to march to them….Zia