La versión en español está después de la versión en inglés.
I CAN TELL SUMMER IS is coming to an end. The skies are getting more interesting. That’s yesterday’s dusk above, as I looked east. Wednesday, I managed to get another fairly decent shot of the moon with my still-steady hands. I knew my moonshot was taken two nights ago, but I had to look at the calendar to determine that was Wednesday.
Isabel worked Fridays and we tracked the rest of the week based on when she was here. Last week, she switched to Saturday (just the once). We were lost. This week, she changed her regular day to Thursday. Whatever works for her is fine with us. But, I keep thinking today is Saturday. Maybe I need to get a job.
While out and about yesterday, I bought us a new orchid. I’ve got to transplant the leafy previous one. We were both lazy last night. San Geraldo picked up pizza for dinner. He said he’d stop at the bakery, too. The bakery always had those big, crusty merengues until we decided to try a couple. Last night, they were finally back. San Geraldo bought two. But, being San Geraldo, he bought two more patas de cabra (goat paws).
Last time, he had picked up two white and blacks because he knew I loved them. He hadn’t even expected me to share one with him, but of course I did. He decided to get two more of those because he now loves them, as well. They weren’t in the case, but he noticed a tray of freshly made ones. So he bought four.
After dinner, he tasted the merengue. Coconut! He hates coconut. He put it alongside my merengue and immediately had a white and black to get rid of the coconut taste. He said he would follow with a pata de cabra. I told him to not get carried away. I ate his remaining merengue. I didn’t like it much. Not only the flavor, but I was surprised it had a layer of gooey filling I couldn’t identify. I rewrapped mine. Then, I had a white and black. I should have taken my own advice. I was up twice during the night with reflux.
San Geraldo had another white and black after breakfast this morning.
I went for an 8km/5-mile walk.
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PUEDO DECIR QUE EL VERANO está llegando a su fin. Los cielos se vuelven más interesantes. Ese es el anochecer de ayer arriba, cuando miré hacia el este. El miércoles, logré obtener otra toma bastante decente de la luna con mis manos todavía firmes. Sabía que mi foto a la luna fue tomada hace dos noches, pero tuve que mirar el calendario para determinar que era miércoles.
Isabel trabajaba los viernes y rastreamos el resto de la semana en función de cuándo estuvo aquí. La semana pasada, cambió al sábado (solo una vez). Estábamos perdidos. Esta semana, cambió su día habitual al jueves. Cualquier cosa que funcione para ella está bien para nosotros. Pero sigo pensando que hoy es sábado. Quizás necesito conseguir un trabajo.
Mientras estaba fuera ayer, nos compré una nueva orquídea. Tengo que trasplantar el frondoso anterior. Los dos fuimos vagos anoche. San Geraldo recogió pizza para cenar. Dijo que también se detendría en la panadería. La panadería siempre tenía esos merengues grandes y crujientes hasta que decidimos probar un par. Anoche, finalmente regresaron. San Geraldo compró dos. Pero, siendo San Geraldo, compró dos patas de cabra más.
La última vez, había elegido a dos blancos y negros porque sabía que los amaba yo. Ni siquiera había esperado que compartiera uno con él, pero por supuesto que lo hice. Decidió conseguir dos de esos porque ahora también él los ama. No estaban en el estuche, pero notó una bandeja con los recién hechos. Entonces compró cuatro.
Después de la cena, probó el merengue. ¡Coco! Odia el coco. Lo puso junto a mi merengue y de inmediato tomó un blanco y negro para deshacerse del sabor a coco. Dijo que seguiría con un pata de cabra. Le dije que no se dejara llevar. Me comí el merengue que le quedaba. No me gustó mucho. No solo el sabor, sino que me sorprendió que tuviera una capa de relleno pegajoso que no pude identificar. Volví a envolver el mío. Luego, tuve un blanco y un negro. Debería haber seguido mi propio consejo. Me levanté dos veces durante la noche con reflujo.
San Geraldo tomó otro blanco y negro después del desayuno esta mañana.
Fui a caminar 8 km / 5 millas.
Your meringue reminded me of one I bought on a tour of France. We women traveling single changed roommates at each hotel and mine this time was one who stayed out late and wasn’t interested in engaging in conversation. The meringue wasn’t good and I tried flushing it down the toilet – it just floated on and wouldn’t go down. My roommate wasn’t there and it was late and I just went to bed. I don’t know what her reaction was when she saw it and it wouldn’t flush – she was late getting up for breakfast before we were on our way so I never talked with her again. This still makes me laugh.
sillygirl:
I wonder if the merengue melted by the time your roommate saw it. That might have been even worse. (And it sounds like she deserved it.)
There is nothing quite so disappointing as taking a bite of something and finding it does not taste like what you were expecting…or worse, tastes terrible. You guys may need to give up on those meringues. It has been so long since I had any pastry, I can’t even think what I would ask for these days.
Mary:
I do plan to give up on the merengues, here at least. The second one went in the trash.
Nice moon! The pastries LOOK good, at least. I think meringues often have a soft center — I’ve had them that way here too. I don’t know if it’s just not-quite-as-well-baked meringue or something else.
I’ve heard mixed things about repotting orchids. Some say they do better if they’re not repotted. I’m not making a recommendation — just passing that your way. 🙂
Steve:
Orchids do tend to be happy in tight quarters, but this one is in the original tiny, flimsy pot, so needs something that won’t fall over (constantly) from the weight of the leaves.
Yuck. I’d never had a merengue with a soft center. Used to love to pick them up at the check-out counter in markets in England. Always the way I like them.
Carlos would die over those pastries!!
Bob:
Tell him we’ll save some for him (at least I will).
What a gorgeous orchid! And I’m with SG — I hate coconut too. Oddly enough, though, I like coconut milk and coconut rice. Apart from that, though — YUCK!
Debra:
I like fresh coconut, but I find, give SG’s dislike, I’ve lost some of my taste for it. He even hates the smell of coconut oil in suntan lotion.
Your moon and orchid photos are stunning! I love coconut, but it doesn’t always love me if I eat too much of it. I wouldn’t pass up trying one of those white & blacks or goat’s paws with my morning coffee, LOL!
Tundra Bunny:
The white and blacks and the goat’s paws are superb!
Now you got me craving sweets. Thanks. Im still enjoying summer..but I can tell Autumn is around the corner…the autumnal flowers and such are starting to come in.
Mistress Borghese:
The weather is finally changing here. High 70s today. But currently 82% humidity. I’ve had enough of the humidity.
Too bad about the much anticipated meringue. I don’t like coconut unless it is fresh and the local coconut “fudge” is scrumptious.
I love the 2-for-1 sunset and moon shots.
Today is the second day for our new house cleaner. We are doing a deep clean room by room and are just finishing up in the kitchen. So nice. It had just gotten to be too much to keep up with by myself.
Wilma:
Fresh coconut is entirely different. Congrats on the house cleaner. The best part is it requires you to pick up after yourselves at least once a week!
Our lives need some kind of anchor, like Isabel, when that moves we can go adrift. I am not a big fan of coconut. Nice Moon, wonderful photos.
David:
I’ve gotten so used to SG’s dislike for coconut that I don’t enjoy it as much as I used to. I know today is Saturday now because I read The Saturday Morning Post.
What camera and lens do you use to shoot the moon? And if I could be even nosier….what settings? I have a Nikon d3500 and I cannot for the life of me get a moon shot like you did. I am soooo envious. :o)
hdvixen:
You’ll laugh when I tell you. I use a Canon Powershot SX730 with 40x optical zoom. I set it on P mode (Programmed Automatic), zoom in, and hold it as steady as I can. No tripod. It always surprises me.
Wow! I am impressed!
Kathy:
Thanks! I’m impressed with the camera.
Wow, what a shot of the moon! Beautiful. Those treats look out-of-this-world, too. I used to hate coconut, but it seems as though I’ve acquired a taste for it over the years. Well, if I eat it, chocolate usually has to be involved.
Michelle D:
Anything is better when chocolate is involved!
A moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips!
Margaret:
Yep. I never had to think about that before. Although it’s not the hips, it’s the belly!
Oh, my goodness, that photo of the orchid is fabulous, with the wall color and the painting behind it… wow!
(I can’t even comment on the pastries, or they’ll have me running into the kitchen for a slice of Grandma’s Coffee Cake that I really can’t have.)
Judy C:
Ooh, Grandma’s coffee cake. That’s not something we’ll find in our bakery (at least not the kind YOUR grandma used to make… mine never made coffee cake). I choose all our orchids to coordinate with the decor!
sugar fried cakes of death is what I call them. They are delicious.
Urspo:
Well, you only liveonce.