The Gray Foothills

The distant foothills west of my home are almost completely enveloped in gray clouds as this current low-pressure system works its way through the area. Another low-pressure center will follow on its heels, according to the National Weather Service.

Taking a very short walk this morning, the cold, damp air smelled reminiscent of my Michigan heritage.

It reminds me of standing alone in the wood both as a child and an adult listening to and watching the tall trees sway in unison high above me as though performing a beautiful ballet of nature. I will never escape who I am, nor my northern roots.

A Chicky Lunch

Chicky, or Chicky Wicky as my mother and I called it, always makes a dandy lunch. All I used for seasoning was chili powder, faux salt, and ground black pepper. Along the way, I added just a bit of water, then later a bit of extra-virgin olive oil, and kept the pan covered to seal in the moisture. A different way to cook thin-sliced chicky but man was this delicious! I miss you, mom.

Pierce Arrow iPhone Photos

Digging into the old photos folder, I popped this photo down to the laptop and got to work altering it. I made some grayscale copies too. I hope to see this fine antique sometime this year and of course, my dad!