Clear And Refreshing
I am reminded that I live in paradise. Sure, one should not drink the
waters of Iron Mountain, or climb Mount Shasta in a blizzard, lest ye be
banished from this garden of Eden. I am pretty clear about the
instructions when it comes to avoiding the few forbidden fruits in order
that I may enjoy this bounty of goodness. I love it here.
I try to eat food
that is related to all natural ingredients. One of the reasons I enjoy
Trader Joe's apple pie and ice cream, is the provenance of the particular substances. I can
taste, and feel, the difference between cheap bulk and careful
selection in the prepared foods I buy. I have tried a lot of other pies and although they may be bigger, they taste like the lower quality, sugary stuff they are made out of.
The good stuff
tastes like food. Rich in nutrients and flavor.
The cheap stuff tastes
nutritionally empty, but it's loaded with processed sugars and fats to make
me want to eat enough of the stuff to get some nutritional value
out of it. I prefer the good stuff.
I am happy
to have a kitchen. Cooking gourmet meals is no longer on the list of
activities I can do, but I can heat up carefully selected frozen, refrigerated, and prepared
food. Sandi comes over and cooks some of the things I eat, and I can
assemble a bowl of cereal without painful repercussions. As a result of these gifts, my plate is
filled with goodness.
The Phil Seymour Band
played for about an hour and a half at the beginning of Thursdays
Shasta Blues Society Jam at Lulu’s. It was interesting to create a
program of material that would satisfy an unexpected dinner party that
was there that night, and the regular blues jam crowd. The band did
good, and everyone seemed to be happy with the music we played.
Music is food for my soul.
Sometimes, people smile and say; “You sure are happy today, how come?”.
I answer; “I woke up this morning”.
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