Carol of Knitted Kitty recently asked me to answer one of the “Five Things” memes that make their way around the blogs. I always enjoy reading the answers, but I so rarely think about actually posting any information on my blog. Thinking of five things is pretty challenging, actually. However, I gave it a try.
In recent months/years, I have taken up a very romantic notion of moving to the countryside and keeping bees. My grandfather kept bees, and now my uncle keeps several hives on his property near the national forest in Alabama. I have read quite a bit on the subject and could probably even keep a small hive on our suburban land (i.e. postage stamp), but I do fear that some of the neighborhood children would disturb the hives and I would have angry bees and angry parents to ameliorate. One day, I will be a beekeeper…
- Friday afternoons are amazing for a whole host of reasons. Of course, there is the whole TGIF/weekend thing… however, my favorite thing about Friday afternoons really has nothing to do with the upcoming free days. I am a huge fan on the radio program, Science Friday, that comes on my local public radio station at 2:00pm and runs until 4:00. I catch the first hour on their website, where all of their shows are archived for free, and usually listen to the second hour live on the car ride home. About 80% of my reading list is based on reviews and author interviews that I have heard on the show… so yeah, I love it. Some of my stand out favorites from recent months: Michael Pollan on In Defense of Food, Diane Ackerman on The Zookeeper’s Wife, Alan Weisman on The World Without Us, Amir Aczel on The Jesuit and the Skull. I read Pollan’s and Weisman’s books the minute I got my hands on them, and the others are waiting by the bedside. Kris and I listen faithfully every Friday – he likes is just as much as I do!
- Indian food is probably my favorite cuisine. I did not grow up eating Indian food, but when I moved to the DC area at age 17, I was exposed to a large number of “ethnic” restaurants that had not existed in the small town that I grew up in. The piquant flavors and spicy herbs are my favorite characteristics of Indian food; plus it is easy to find vegetarian entrees on the menu! Luckily, there are three great Indian restaurants within five miles of my house. We make Indian quite a bit at home too, utilizing our fresh veggies and herbs from the garden and market. We even had a stroke of luck and made a pretty good version of chapati.
- Last year, we headed south - this year we are heading north. We will be visiting Nova Scotia in late May and early June. I have not been to Canada before, so I am very excited about this trip. We are planning to tour the whole province, including Cape Breton Island. Hiking, biking, and lots of photography are planned, and maybe even some camping. We will be spending some time with Ingrid and her family (I am so excited to meet her!) She tells me that May is still chilly enough for a sweater, so I am thinking that my Phyllo Pullover will be a great garment to bring along… once I finish it!
- In grade 7, I began playing the French horn in the middle school band. I actually started out playing the flute (my mother had one from her year’s as a flutist in school band) but my band director told me that my “lips were better suited for a brass instrument” (whatever that means!). So, I made the switch and moved to a very different section of the band. I caught on pretty well, and stuck with it for a few years, even getting “first chair French horn” for a short stint. When I moved to high school in grade 9, I was part of the marching band, where I switched between the trumpet, and the “marching horn” aka the mellophone, and also was part of the concert orchestra with the French horn. The competitions and the marching were a lot of fun, but as the school work and other extracurricular activities ramped up, I decided to quit playing in the band. I played the horn for a little longer, but eventually returned my rental. Now, twelve years have passed and I have not touched the French horn. I did rent a trumpet from a music shop about five years ago to see if I still had it in me… and I learned that I didn’t. So, my music career is now relegated to extensive sing-alongs in the car.
Photos in post from the weekend walk at Centennial Lake. Small signs of spring…