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Hearty Creamed Lentil Stew

There’s a cool snap in the air. Time for yummy soups and stews, casseroles and crock pot creations. I had a handful of ingredients begging to be simmered before their expiration date. I do some of my best new recipes after foraging through the back of the cabinets and ‘frig. Not all of my culinary experiments turn out. This one, however, is a keeper!

I wanted lentils. Had a pound of those. I also had a baking potato, celery, carrots, two sweet onions, broccoli, and a bag of baby spinach. So I gathered my harvest on the counter. Here’s how it all went down…

The Ingredients in Order

1 lb dry lentils

2 sweet onions

3 stalks of celery

1 TBS chopped garlic

1 TBS sea salt

2 TBS chopped jalapeños

olive oil

1 large baking potato

3 carrots

1 cup broccoli

1 pound fresh baby spinach

1 can Cream of Mushroom soup

Pepper

Sour Cream and parsley to garnish

While the lentils are soaking (about an hour) slice and dice 2 sweet onions and 3 stalks of celery, add 1 TBS of chopped garlic, 1 TBS sea salt and 2 TBS of diced jalapeño peppers, and simmer in olive oil until tender.

Then add the root veggies…a large baking potato, and 3 carrots, peeled and diced. Toss until tender.

Finally, add a cup of chopped broccoli. Simmer a bit longer ’til the broccoli turns bright green.

To this aromatic ambrosia add the lentils (drained) and enough water to cover everything with an inch or so to spare. Pop on a cover and slow simmer until the lentils have absorbed most of the liquid.

Not done yet. Gently toss a pound of fresh baby spinach leaves into the steaming stew.

Add a can of cream of mushroom soup and a dash of pepper.

Serve with a dollop of sour cream and a sprinkle of parsley.

This protein/vitamin/antioxidant rich blend of yummy love in a bowl is a mild and comforting lentil soup alternative, even with jalapeños hidden in the mix. They actually give it a warm afterglow rather than a kick. Enjoy!


Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 3 September 2017

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This was not a good week for so many. Though arrogant Americans wail and lament over storm surge swallowing of its shining cities on the Texas Gulf Coast, other places on the globe suffered similar hardships…Niamey, Niger; Maharashtra, Mumbai, India; El Gezira, Sudan. Only the week before Sri Lanka suffered catastrophic mudslides. 

 

Now, I’m not going to bring up the topic of climate change…the fact that urban sprawl and the rape of natural barriers have contributed to our current troubles…that CO2 emissions and other caustic pollutants are wearing away the frail ozone layer that protects us from the sun’s harmful rays…I’m not going to mention plastic…pesticides…nuclear sludge…coal dust…oil spills…Nope. I’m not going to bring it up because it should be obvious to any thinking, conscientious person who respects the earth and hopes to preserve its beauty for future generations.

 

Nature is resilient. She eventually reclaims what is hers. Silly humans, we think we are in charge. The truth is, we are here as guests. We are granted leased space, expected to leave the place the way we found it. Nature has no problem evicting us if we haven’t met the terms of our contractual agreement. That‘s the reality. And we’ll not be getting our deposit back. In fact, we will most certainly pay a great price for the damages.

 

My thoughts are with those who suffer from these natural disasters. May we all do everything we can to mitigate future catastrophes, which are sure to come if we continue on our present course.

 

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 3 September 2017

dark shade, wild souls
in rain-drenched hollows
giddy twirls beneath wet arches
shrill cicada crescendos
I heard he lost his marbles!
a heart surrenders, knowing
a prisoner of the castle
there is no safe place
so optimus prime
he often argued with a gun barrel
rain drops on roses
we need a hard stop
eternity is only
a thousand moments
roses wear diamonds

~kat

A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.


Septenary – Friday’s Word of the Day Haibun

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Today’s Word of the Day at dictionary.com is Septenary. If you are familiar with Latin roots you may deduce that this word is linked to the number 7, and you would be correct. In fact, septenary is an adjective that means all things seven: relating to the number seven or forming a group of seven; a period of seven years; the number 7. Here is Dictionary.com’s bit on its etymology:

In Latin, the adjective septēnārius “consisting of seven,” a derivative of septem “seven,” has limited use: numerus septēnārius means “the number seven.” Its “least uncommon” usage is versus septēnārius “seven-part verse, septenarius,” for a verse form in Latin comedy. In English septenary is of limited use as well: it has been applied to the seven sacraments of the Christian church, the seven days of the week, and, in music, the seven notes of the diatonic scale. Septenary entered English in the 16th century.

Apparently, we humans love this optimus prime number (no, I’m not talking about the Transformer). We love seven so much that we have applied it over the centuries in every manner possible, from mathematics to religion to modern culture. Even the universe has accommodated our obsession!

So, let’s get to it. This is by no means an exhaustive list. If I attempted that it would be exhausting. I’ll start with numerology…because, I’m thinking out loud here, I just might be a “7”, which is okay with me. We can’t all be 10’s… 😉

The number 7 is the seeker, the thinker, the searcher of Truth (notice the capital “T”). The 7 doesn’t take anything at face value — it is always trying to understand the underlying, hidden truths. The 7 knows that nothing is exactly as it seems and that reality is often hidden behind illusions.

Being the seeker that I am, here we go…there are:

  • seven colors in the rainbow (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet)
  • seven wonders of the ancient world (Great Pyramid of Giza, Hanging Gardens of Babylon, Temple of Artemis, Statue of Zeus at Olympia, Mausoleum at Halicarnassus, Colossus of Rhodes, and the Lighthouse of Alexandria)
  • seven classical planets or luminaries (which means visible to the naked eye from earth: Moon, Mercury, Venus, the Sun, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn)
  • in Old Testament/Judaism: seven days to create the world, seven vengeances suffered by Cain for killing his brother, Seven pairs of clean animals – the number Noah was commanded to load into the ark (I have a question though…how did we get pigs over unicorns?), seven blessings (at weddings), seven year cycles around the Year of Jubilee, seven days to the feast of Passover, the Menorah – a seven-branched candelabrum, seven candles or orifices of the face (think about it…2 eyes, 2 nostrils, 2 ears, and the mouth), seven things that are detestable to the Lord according to Proverbs 6:16-19: haughty eyes, a lying tongue, hands that shed innocent blood, a heart that devises wicked schemes, feet that are quick to rush into evil, a false witness who pours out lies, and a person who stirs up conflict in the community…hmmm, thinking out loud here…on second thought, let’s move on…
  • in New Testament Christianity: seven deadly sins, seven virtues, seven gifts of the Holy Spirit, seven sacraments, seven sorrows, seven joys, seven heavens, seven seals (from the book of Revelation, not the mammal kind, though wouldn’t that be an interesting twist?), seventy time seven (you know the drill)…there are more…
  • in Islam: seven heavens, seven hells, seven layers of the Earth, seven big sins or vices, seven doors to hell (heaven has eight), seven circumambulations (counterclockwise circling) as part of Tawaf rituals, seven Ayat (signs or “remarkable events”)
  • in Taoism: 7 Colors and the 7th Element is Qi
  • in Hinduism, the term Sanskrit literally means seven, and there are: seven octats in music (sa re ga ma pa dha ni), 7 chakras, Seven Promises [Saptapadi], Seven Rounds in Hindu Wedding and Seven Reincarnation, Seven Matrka (mothers or matriarchs)
  • in Bahá’i teaching: Seven Valleys – Search, Love, Knowledge, Unity, Contentment, Wonderment and Poverty and Absolute Nothingness
  • in Mythology: Seven Lucky Gods (Japanese), seven archangels (several cultures), and seven blunders, according to Ghandi, that cause violence
  • seven stars in the Big Dipper
  • seven cervical vertebrae in almost all mammals
  • in Physics: seven basic physical properties: metre, kilogram, second, ampere, kelvin, mole, candela
  • Seven continents, seven seas, a handful a seven hills scattered around the world, seven sages, wise masters, kings and or emperors (according to various cultures)
  • in modern Pop Culture: Seven Dwarfs, 007, 7- Eleven, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, the Seven Year Itch, Seven Faces of Dr. Lao, Seven Days in May, Seven Years in Tibet, The Magnificent Seven…indeed!
  • in Literature: 7 Ages of Man (Shakespeare), seven books in the Harry Potter series (Rowling): seven players in the game of Quidditch, seven horcruxes (objects containing parts of Voldemort’s soul), Seven Habits of Highly Effective People (Covey), Seven Pillars of Wisdom (Lawrence)…and there are more…too numerous to mention,
  • in Mathematics, Seven is associated with all sorts of interesting terminology: Seven is the first integer reciprocal (multiplicative inverse), seven frieze groups, seven fundamental types of catastrophes, vulgar fractions with 7 in the denominator, 7 is the lowest dimension of a known exotic sphere
  • seven metals of antiquity: gold, silver, copper, tin, lead, iron, and mercury

Seven this and seven that. We love the number seven and all things septenary. One might even say we are obsessed with seven. As for me, though I’ve always gravitated toward the number 3 or 5 when asked to name a favorite number, I’m adding 7 to the top of my list. As the most often cited favorite number according to polls, I am in good company.

And…if you’ve read this far, you’ve given me enough of your precious time on this first Friday of September. The seventh card in the Tarot deck is The Chariot…which indicates a need to move forward…so without further ado…here’s a quick Haiku! Have a great weekend!

consider seven
septenary perfection
so optimus prime

-kat


Hearts of Stone

Hearts of Stone

I remember the crunching sound of my feet shuffling, scattering pebbles about, as I walked that morning. The sun was barely tree-top high in the sky, the leaves were sparkling, and there was a fragrant breeze; honeysuckle and wild garlic. For whatever reason, I don’t even recall it now, I was distraught. I felt totally alone, unloved and hopeless.

And then my toe smacked into a perfectly honed, heart-shaped stone. As I bent down to pick it up, the sun crested the tops of the trees and I felt its warmth on my back. It occurred to me in that moment, I was not alone and that someone, a Great Spirit, Faeries, the Universe, God (I’ll leave the naming to you), had left it there to stub my toe and stop me in my melancholy tracks. I felt loved. I felt hope. I kept that heart-stone on a window ledge so I could look at it and remember.

Eventually, I was called upon to do the unthinkable; to give my beloved heart-shaped stone away…to someone who loved it as dearly as me, maybe even more.

Now, please don’t be sad for me, dear reader, because on that very day I found three more heart-shaped stones, and another, and several more.

Everywhere I turn I find them now; big, small, shiny, rough, perfectly formed, some with tiny flaws. To some, they are just rocks, but to me, they are undeniably hearts, one and all.

I keep them in my pockets these days, to remember…and just in case I have an opportunity to give one away to someone who needs to know they are not alone, that they are loved, and that there is hope.

If you should ever happen to find a heart-shaped stone of your very own, I hope you’ll remember too.

life to death to life
skeletal fragments turned cold
chiseled stones remembering
love requires letting go
a heart surrenders, knowing

~kat

A haibun/tanka For Colleen Chesebro’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, prompt words, stone and turn.


Twittering Tales #47 – 29 August 2017

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. Be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. Have Fun!

Twittering Tales #46 – The Roundup

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Photo from Pexels.com

I started this round off inspired by the eclipse. But you all took the challenge to infinity and beyond! Some of your tales were other worldly, focused on faraway frontiers and others were deep, introspective…to that other final frontier, if you know what I mean! I am so amazed at the variety of impressions that flow from a single photo. Bravo, everyone! And thank you for playing this week.

My twittering tale:
“Where’s the lens filter?”
“I thought YOU packed it!”
“Great! This trip is ruined!”
“Mom, Dad, look!”
“Wow. Look at that.”
“Let’s take a selfie.”
(140 Characters)

From Reena at Reinventions:

“This really fascinates me.”
“What? People staying away from work?”
“No. It is the only time good people wait for the dark shadows to appear.”
(140 characters)

From Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky:

“All our misfortunes will be overshadowed courtesy this auspicious eclipse, Ana.”
“Face them, they disappear, John. Enjoy the eclipse”
137 characters

From Martin at Martin Corcoran:

When Women Rule the Earth:
I call this one: ‘Men argue over who has the best camera whilst woman takes epic photo.’ And this one’s: ‘Men miss Bigfoot flying UFO…and…’
140 Characters

From Di at Pensitivity101:

“CUT!
Pull the sun back up, I forgot to take the lens cap off.”
62 characters

and…Di had a busy previous week so here’s her entry for TT #45:

“This undercover stuff sucks”, thought Sid.
At least he didn’t get Bert’s assignment as Grandma.
95 characters

From Deepika at Deepika’s Ramblings:

A challenge to the participants, “Shadow and light”. Who’s in?
Open aperture, focus, and shoot ! The best picture shall be published in the next months digital express magazine.
139 characters

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflections:

Thanks Dad for the camera. Your thoughtful birthday gift won me the first prize at a photography contest, beamed  Adi! This was my entry!
Character Count: 139

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:

They told us that we could take photographs from this ridge. It was beautiful until the intense heat and wind from the blast overtook us.
(137 characters)

From Bobby at Writing, Events, Competitions and Even Some Self-Penned Bits:

Everyone was waiting for this once in a generation experience, the rebirth of the Phoenix.
89 characters

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:

Forget the eclipse, I can see molten lava coming out of a deep abyss in the hillside. Is this normal? Is it the Day of Judgement? Quick let’s cook the burghers!

From Leena at Soul Connection:

Every1 Exctd Here,Lets Join Dem
Every Evng Sun Cvrs Nature In Btfl Black Shadow,2day His Turn
Haha Yea,Btfl Phenomna,It Brngs Negtvty Is Myth.

From Willow at WillowDot21:

The sun came up, so did the ants.
They crawled up legs and bit us in our pants.
Who decided we should use this spot
Just to get the sunrise shot.
(142 Characters)

From Edwin at Edwin’s Journal:

“Why are we here, dad?”
“Son, I’m here to shoot the precise moment, when the sun kisses the horizon. It’s always been my lifelong dream.”

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:

Many light years away, here I strike a pose as though catching him or am I deluded by my power?
A loud guffaw, I’m but a minuscule.
128 characters

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:

They gathered round the creature in awe, having come from afar to worship. Its eight limbs were silhouetted in the light of the ship’s glow.
(140 characters)

Twittering Tales #47 – 29 August 2017

This week’s photo prompt is MARBLES! I am thinking there are a few stories here. Avid collectors, gamers, CRAZY people…haha. As always, the most important thing is to enjoy the process. You have a week to come up with 140 characters! Knuckle down my fellow mibsters…no fudging allowed. (I’m afraid I’m giving my tale away, but oh well. This is just too fun!)

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Photo by David Estebanez at Pixabay.com

I heard he lost his marbles!

Yeah. That mibster was fudging. He knuckled down, knocked his aggies out and even took his taw for keepsies. 

(137 Characters)

~kat