Greetings from Spockgirl Musings, where logic rules, but the frailties of
human nature, genetic inadequacies and hormonal imbalances wreak havoc.


I took this on a high school trip back in the 80s.

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Saturday, November 21, 2015

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Fleurs et bougies...


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Friday, November 13, 2015


I've always had Paris in my heart, but today, my heart is in Paris.

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

To honour and remember...

(I had posted this before, but can't find the original video now.)

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Beef with zing...

On Sunday night, I decided to make beef stew. I googled recipes and watched several videos, mostly various versions of beef bourgignon. I figured I would start it late so that it could cook on low in the crockpot overnight. I already had onion and carrots chopped up, so it should have been fine. Well.... I found myself browning beef in batches at 1am. I also found that the red wine that I chose, although having been perched at an angle for many years, had a dead, dry cork, which broke apart when I was opening the bottle. Glad that there was a big enough chunk of cork left in so that I could have another go at it, and that it came out fairly clean. I poured a bit into a small wine glass to have a boo, and it was a beautiful deep garnet red. I did not particularly care for the taste, but then, I'm not much of a wine drinker, unless it is on the sweeter side. I ended up not following any recipe in particular, so I had no idea how this would turn out. When I was done, and after cleaning up most of the aftermath, I showered and went to bed, but found that I couldn't sleep. The last time I looked at the clock was 4:33. Crazy.

When I did a taste test Monday morning, it was ... not bad... There was a very unique flavour to it however, that I couldn't place. I hadn't used much salt, had only put in a touch of sage, a little more pepper, but mostly thyme. Today when I heated some up to have with mashed potatoes, the flavour burst out with a zesty zing of some sort. It may well be the best beef stew I've had. I'm guessing the wine had a little something to do with it.

Sunday, November 1, 2015

That stupid face...

Speaking of stupid faces, if anyone happened to visit the blog on Halloween, for just the one day, I had posted my portrait from last year.

Saturday, October 31, 2015

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Sadness for a smile...

A few weeks ago a boy I went to school with since kindergarten passed away. We were not close friends, but when you grow up in a small town, there are certain things that just are the way they are. A few days later, his father followed him. I have had a song in my head for about a week now and have found myself quietly singing it. Today it almost knocked me sideways when I received word that a boy from high school died yesterday. One thing I remember clearly is his smile.  

Monday, October 5, 2015

Music for housecleaning by...

Hadn't been listening to music that much, even though I had loaded five CDs a few weeks ago. So today, with the intent of doing some housecleaning, which is a very rare thing indeed, I turned the player on. A few tracks in... perfect. 

I couldn't remember the name of the song, so I had to take a look. I knew I'd heard a different version somewhere before.

Friday, October 2, 2015