From the day Pete Seeger died to the blooming of an orchid.
For the third straight year I have been making pizza for friends as if it is my true calling. Maybe it is. Last night a friend said I needed a sign outside my house, The Stratzeria.
Some thoughts:
Side note... I blogged about my Fit over here.
On Facebook I have friends from elementary school, high school, two colleges, years spent in MA, OR, and IL, from church, work and craft shows... but none from the time I was known as Stratoz. You see, I had to walk away. It took years to leave him behind me and yet, I called myself Stratoz when I started this blog. What you may not know is this, it was Stratoz hit rock bottom.
"After all was said and doneThere was nothing left to doThe hardest mile I ever walkedWas the one I walked away from you"
Kim Richey
But I’m alrightStill shaky from the landingYeah I’m alright after all"
Kim Richey
"And every now and then I think about youOh every now and then I cross the line"
Kim Richey
Marshmallows from the Alice Bakery floating in my lavender hot chocolate photo by Wayne Stratz |
Dagoba chocolate alchemists photo by Wayne Stratz |
hand crafted mugs by Pam Cummings photo by Wayne Stratz |
Negative pressures. Avoiding spontaneous boiling. Surmounting great heights. And ever wasteful but important because of the waste. Love the enthusiasm shown for the splendid nature of plants.