And like I said: Eat everything, but nothing in excess.

Found this during a search for whole grains to bake great bread. And like I said: Eat everything, but nothing in excess. 

Read about one man's mistake here!

The main take-away from the article?
Beware Chia.
Eat Them Wet.
Chew A Lot.

Living It Up on the Gazebo

That's the scene I'm watching. Salmon under the hood.

Is reheated pasta less fattening?

I saw this story on the BBC News iPhone App and thought you should see it:

Is reheated pasta less fattening?

Don't throw that cold pasta out. Warm it up and it could be one of the healthier meals you eat today.

You can read BBC news story here. 

Good morning to you!

Here is another beautiful day coming up...

This is representative of what keeps me here.

This is the way I wake up, here on the hill. At five in the morning, the sky is dark gray and perhaps there is still a star blinking up there, but the grey of dawn is already evident. Around six, or a little later, all of a sudden the sun hits the tips of the highest trees and bright gold shines into the window. Then you can just stay quiet and watch the black shadows recede down and make more room for the gold until the bright light hits the grass at the bottom and the day has irrevocably begun.

This is representative of what keeps me here.

Our hurricane shelter in Goldsboro does not offer any such beauty from the bedroom or from anywhere else.There used to be a window back into the yard, but it was usurped by the walk-in closet for the previous mistress of the house. As useful as it is, this, and the shadows from the sunroom on the south side--the small windows of the sunroom and the living room window so very sheltered under the northern porch--the lack of light and of air and of openness is what makes me almost dread to return south. Yet I will come. I'm looking forward to the time on the deck with a fire burning in the bowl and life all around.

Until then... May peace be with you all.

Here is a shot at the boy...

When I wrote about Steve's Scottish cows you asked for a picture. Here is a shot at the boy. The other is a girls and not nearly as "typically Scottish." Regrettably, they were both resting in the shade when I came by this morning and would not get out in the sunshine for this picture opportunity, even though this boy took enough notice of me to get up on his four legs, and gave me a look that doubled my respect for his two pointed horns. I am no Matador, so I decided to make do with this.

God's Not Dead

I borrowed the DVD 'God's Not Dead' from the church, because I wanted to hear the argument again and be able to follow it. I just finished doing that. I had my ear with amplifier pressed to the loudspeaker of my Mac, but I am, indeed, not destined to hear everything. Loudness does not solve the problem. Perhaps now after all these years of interpolating speech within my range, I forgot how to really listen. However, if I got not all the argument from the defense, I got enough to know from both sides that the accuser's argument cannot hold water. Theirs is nothing but negative emotions. They have no reason. Josh did a fine job!

So here is the short and the long of it as far as I go:

I think, therefore I am.

I am, therefore there is God.

Thank you, God!

But faith does not need logic to exist.

Come for some leaf peeping?

Here they are in motion, with video: