Saturday, August 4, 2012

SATURDAY MORNING MUFFINS

First, credit where credit is due.  I swiped this recipe from Tess Kincaid, a blogger pal of mine near Columbus, Ohio.

They are banana blueberry muffins.


Fresh from the oven.



Mine didn't rise as much as the ones Tess made recently.  But I think that's because I'm at about a mile high elevation and I didn't make any adjustments to her recipe to accomodate that.  Still, they are delicious.


Thanks for the recipe, Tess.

Friday, August 3, 2012

A ROSE FOR LLORY

Years ago, I used to hang at the Spirit Room in Jerome, Arizona.  On one of my visits there the afternoon entertainment was provided by a band called Combo Deluxe.  The lead guitarist was Llory McDonald.  Along with her great instrumentality, she did a dead solid perfect Janis Joplin singing "Me and Bobby McGee."  Llory has been leading Combo Deluxe for a long time now.  I'm not sure where this was done but get a load of her guitar work.



Llory has played with Jerry Riopelle for years, especially at his New Year's Eve performances in Tempe, Arizona.  There is much more but you can read about it here.

Anyway, I was stunned to read in the morning paper that Llory has just been diagnosed with breast cancer.  I and many, many of her fans will be cheering her on in the coming duel.  We hope to hear her for many more years.

This one's for you, Llory.




Thursday, August 2, 2012

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

BLOW, GABRIEL, BLOW






See, it's a trumpet vine so I figured it was a good lead-in to the song by Patti Lupone.

O.K.   It's corny.


Stop me!

Well, it's one way to get rid of the pictures piling up in storage.


Tuesday, July 31, 2012

RUMORS

Lately our skies have looked like this, often.


And what do we get from this?

Diddly.

Monday, July 30, 2012

Saturday, July 28, 2012

OLYMPIC (AND OTHER) GAMES

I spotted this picture from London on the Internet this morning.


It brought back a memory from over 20 years ago.  The BRD (Beautiful Rich Daughter) was visiting us when we lived in Guadalajara, Mexico, and we convinced two shy but obviously very pleased guards to pose with her.


Some years later, the BRD visited London . . . and you guessed it: