Posts Tagged 'pumpkin'

Woman vs. squash

1. The squash — a blue-skinned pumpkin

bluesquash2. Halves

squashhalves3.  A pie, after steaming and pulverizing the pumpkin, then making the filling. Pie crust my normal butter crust. We ended up getting a pie and a deep-dish tiny pie.

bluepumpkinpieIt’s 1 AM. I have a freezer with enough steamed pumpkin for 2 more pies. My kitchen is a mess, but I’m going to sleep happy. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. And to those outside the USA, the best of days with lots of gratitude.


Jogging into a gilded past

One of the benefits of living in a small, but relatively old city, is the way neighborhoods built in different eras retain their character. In Philadelphia, you can get on the el and be in almost any kind of neighborhood in a very short time (modern, from the 1920s, or even back into the 1700s). Boston and Chicago have the same fluidity between time periods, and a visitor can wonder what era of architecture they’re looking at.

Here at Church and Graveyard, one can jog in one direction, and wind up in a neighborhood with houses from the 1930s and maybe a little bit older. If you jog in the other direction, you wind up in a neighborhood with ornamental fountains, fancy houses from the 1930s, and manicured lawns. Tonight, as I did my post-Thanksgiving run/stagger, I decided to go around one of the ornamental fountains where the carp are in the summer. The last of the sun was setting, the fountains were frozen and reflecting the darkening sky, and I passed a stone house with a beautiful room with windows on three sides. It had a golden harp set up in the front window, with a black baby grand piano behind it. I could just imagine the glittering party planned there, complete with a caterer, glittering candles, and a small recital.

And then I jogged/walked back up the hill, and was back in my normal wooden house from the 1800s (that would look better with new paint and shutters, I admit). It’s fun to look at other peoples’ glittery lives from a distance, even if it’s only in books. I love my house, and my quiet Thanksgiving celebrations, although now I’m craving harp music to listen to. Happy Thanksgiving from the corner of Church and Graveyard. I hope yours was a happy celebration, with only a small bit of travel to get to Grandma’s house. If you’re not in the USA, and want to know what all the fuss about the food is about, here’s a recipe for sweet potato pie (actually an NPR piece about a chef who learned to make his Nana’s pie recipe), pumpkin pie, and my favorite: roast turkey (basted every 20 minutes with a sauce made of lingonberry jam, port, and butter) and stuffing (I normally use one from the Fannie Farmer Cookbook, preferably not one with sausage).

Pumpkins at the orchard

Pumpkins at the orchard

It is officially autumn here. The little kids are getting their photos taken while sitting on pumpkins in the apple orchard. (I took a utilitarian Hubbard squash home, as well as enough apples to make a pie, I think.) Some of the trees are blazing orange as their leaves turn. And like always, I look on autumn as the start of a new year. I do miss the trees back where I grew up, dripping sugar maple leaves onto the streets until it looked like Midas touched them. It was lovely, and bittersweet.


Three examples of texture, terra sig, and carved tiles

  1. Top left: texture from 2 stamps, streaks of red clay sig and white clay sig, and black stain from copper carbonate.
  2. Bottom left: texture from one stamp, cobalt and copper sig, with red from tile showing through; black stain from copper carbonate.
  3. Right: red clay sig with pumpkin and vine carved design; black stain from copper carbonate; only one wrapping of aluminum foil so lots of charring from the pitfire.

Formica, courtesy of a much-beloved kitchen table. Next time I’ll do photo shoots on something less distracting. I haven’t added any shine with butcher’s wax yet, so you can see where the red clay sig shines from the buffing if you hold the pieces up to sunlight. And yes, I think the one on the top left and the one on the right are really an attempt to create my own pottery shards… I’ve also done a few scrimshaw-looking ones with white terra sig. It’s all fun.

Check back for: pictures of sock knitting progress, if the sun cooperates.


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