harissa, André Rieu and two strong friends

Still using unused photos from last year. Looking forward to new ones. Hope to get the opportunity in June. I so need to get out of this valley.

This is a shot of the Sacramento Mountains, to the east, taken from where I’m staying this winter. One takes rt.82 up to Cloudcroft, elevation 8,676’, then south on 6563 (scenic byway through the Lincoln National Forest) for 34 miles, which takes 45-55 minutes. Elevation drops to 7,100’ at Timberon.

Outside of Wells Fargo one day, a young lady came over to my truck as I was lifting the Knee Rover into the bed. Asking if I needed a walking boot for my left foot. I recognized her from the waiting room at NM Bone & Joint. She looked like she went through a lot more than me. She did. On a knee scooter with both lower legs in casts and her left hand looked a bit off. Her ex-boyfriend intentionally drove over her lower legs and left hand with both tires. She had to crawl to her phone to call 911. Filled out a report, but the police did not arrest the creep. They said the jail was full. I’m not surprised, I hear sirens everyday at various times day and night. Some must be police driving to a potential crime scene. The ex’s statement was that she threw herself under his car. Might be months before a court date. She lives by herself with this psycho on the loose. The lady came across as a good person. Hope she manages to stay safe and not bothered.

I enjoy hot sauce. Used Huy Fong Chili Garlic Sauce for years, but over time, it got old. I switched to Badia Sauce Chili Sriracha. To me, a fuller taste. Then…

I came across harissa in a novel. It’s a spicy Moroccan red pepper sauce. The paste or sauce brings another dimension to the average hot sauce.
“Harissa combines chiles with spices like cumin, caraway seeds, coriander, and even mint. The additions vary from place to place, but these spices create a duskier, bolder pepper condiment in any true harissa.”
Had to order it online. So this is where I presently am with hot sauce. I’m sure you care.

I go for a daily scoot on the Knee Rover. Gets me outside, provides sunshine, gives me opportunities to talk with people—but not much exercise.

50 minutes each morning, I give thanks for the body I was provided with. As I’ve said before, one’s actions need to jive with one’s words—or their words mean…

These sessions are a mix of exercises, stretches and exercises to improve balance, with daily variations. These sessions and brisk walks are two of my coping strategies. Walks are currently on the back burner.

I always enjoy listening to Beethoven’s Ode to Joy. The piece puts a grin on my face.
I looked on youtube for a video of the performance and came across Ode to Joy with André Rieu as conductor (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jg3sEE18WsE).

Best I’ve seen so far. The shots focusing on the audience showed how much they were enjoying the performance. Did have some extra moisture on my eyes.
Then I watched, André Rieu - Tales from the Vienna Woods. First classical performance I’ve seen with humor throughout the piece. A lot of smiles and chuckles. Simple pleasures.

Then there’s, André Rieu & 3 year old Akim Camara.
Reminded me of NPR’s, From the Top. A weekly show for young classical musicians.

Any suggestions for other performances on youtube? I have one more month of access before going back off-grid.

I am SO past ready to get out of casts and begin walking again. Not getting my social fix this winter either. Oh well.

What I’ve been dealing with is a cakewalk compared with what two friends are presently dealing with. Quite different situations with two strong women—facing and coping. Each of these ladies is an inspiration to me.
Energy and thoughts, from me to you, ladies.

The ball is in your court. Pick it up.

March sixty minutes sixty years—1800 minutes
March Triple 18—upper: 1800; core: 1800; legs: 1800

Hopefully, my last month of getting the minutes and reps done, by the skin of my teeth. Who came up with this term? Did the guy not brush his teeth? And thought when running his tongue over his teeth—he was feeling skin?
Yes, yes, I do know what it means.

“You cannot truly listen to anyone and do anything else at the same time.”
M. Scott Peck, author of The Road Less Traveled

So true.

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