Let us ride together, Blowing mane and hair, Careless of the weather, Miles ahead of care, Ring of hoof and snaffle, Swing of waist and hip, Trotting down the twisted road With the world let slip. Anonymous riding song.
Along for the ride:
Monday, May 24, 2010
King for a Day!
To steal a quote from B.P. "Clean-up's a Bitch!" Thank goodness we recently renewed our supply of glasses; three dozen guests stretched our glassware and cutlery supplies to the limit. By the end of the afternoon the latecomers were resorting to drinking red wine from champagne glasses. It is surprising how disconcerting that looked.
The weather was unexpectedly kind to us with sunshine, instead of the forecast blustery rain. I had prepared a stack of sun hats and sweaters so that guests could adapt to be comfortable whatever the climate.
The upper shelf of the barbecue failed early on, under the weight of the sixteen pound piece of beef we were grilling, but I caught it as it was sliding down and moved it to the next shelf with only a small burn-blister on one finger. Phew!
New recipe for aubergine/egg plant and tomatoes seasoned with fresh ginger and served topped with chilled yogurt and cilantro was very yummy and satisfied some vegetarian friends, as did the gratin of potatoes. We had green salad and beetroot salad for the eyes as well as the palate and a cheese course followed by the inevitable cakes.
Hubby was truly "King for a Day", surrounded by family and friends. He beamed from start to finish and woke up still smiling this morning.
If I were a tree, I would be a London Plane. I am gregarious but enjoy solitude. I am English in my heart and soul, but still have room for other nations. I have lived in six countries and picked up a French husband along the way. We have a wonderful, kind, strong-minded daughter who has become a "Human of whom to be proud". I am a magnet for the lost. I foster collies (and collie cousins and the occasional, accidental, cat or crow). Those I have saved have saved me in return. I notice the world around me and often talk to strangers. Traveling alone is interesting, liberating and fulfilling. I am good at most things that I undertake but have few formal qualifications. I am able to have and treasure friends with whom I disagree about almost everything. My life is not over. Who knows where I am headed?
A ponyism is one of Life's Truths perceived from the perspective of an Effing Pony: - Life's a Bluff! - Those who aspire to make their mark on this world must expect to scrape some skin on the walls of experience. - The greatest value of money is as the currency of Hope.
- To be an Ass or an Asset, that is the question?
-Selective memory is but the first step on the path to magical thinking.
-Not all Baggage comes with wheels. -When your hero is a horse you are less likely to be disappointed than were he a human.
-Unfortunately, great wealth does not always equate with class.
-A dick, surrounded by puppies, remains a dick. -What better antidote to evil than kittens? -Any time you have something heavy, ready to drop, your cat will sit right below and look up at you.