I love a trek to St. Mark’s Summit on a misty fall day.
Being surrounded by nature’s beauty makes my soul sing.
And, after a chilly excursion to the mountaintop, this dish helps to warm your soul and fill your belly:
Savoury Puff Pastry
- 2 ⅓ cups flour
- 14 tablespoons butter, frozen
- Pinch salt
- 8-10 tablespoons chilled water
- 1 tablespoon lemon juice
Place your butter in the freezer for a minimum of 2 hours but preferably overnight.
In a jug mix together water and lemon juice and set aside.
In a large bowl mix together flour and salt. Everything should be cold so feel free to put the bowl of flour in the fridge to chill.
Grate the frozen butter directly into the flour mix. Stir the frozen butter into the flour with a knife in with a knife.
Add the liquid, holding a little back just in case you don’t need it all. Using your hand bring your pastry together gently. You want to add just enough water to bring the pastry together. Too much water will not yield you a flakey dough.
Bring the dough together to form a ball. Wrap in cling film and place in the fridge for a minimum of 1 hour. You can refrigerate it for up to 3 days or freeze to use at a later day.
Form your puff pastry into little boats. In the centre, add sliced cherry tomatoes and a layer of bocconcini and top with a fresh basil leaf.
Bake at 350 degrees for half an hour. Serve. Warm your heart.
Yoga is not just repetition of few postures – it is more about the exploration and discovery of the subtle energies of life. ~ Amit Ray
Yoga is a light, which once lit, will never dim. The better your practice, the brighter the flame. ~ B.K.S lyenga
Yoga is the journey of the self, through the self, to the self. ~ The Bhagavad Gita
Growing up in rural Ontario, nature has always been my preferred place to be. When things became too boring inside the house, I headed outdoors with my cats and used my imagination to create fantastic jungle stories where my kittens were fierce lions and tigers and the wild grasses were the deep, dark, exciting jungle. I could play for hours in a abandoned lot covered in wild flowers. And this is how I developed a deep love for nature.
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more. – Lord Byron
And because of this life long love of nature, I can’t help but be concerned about wildlife during BC’s monster fires this summer. Their homes are being destroyed and they can’t get away from the smoky air by going inside an air conditioned building the way we can.
I am incredibly saddened that so many beautiful trees and wild animals have been going up in flames this summer with no end in sight. By building bigger and bigger cities with bigger and bigger homes, we are already encroaching so much on the habitat of the beautiful wild things of our planet. If even more of their home burns, what will be left for them?
Even forests near my Vancouver home (a temperate rain forest) are tinder dry with leaves starting to wilt from lack of rain. It’s hard not to have a heavy heart when I see the forest suffering. We are so connected to the earth but I feel like so many of us have become disconnected from that reality. If Mother Nature is in distress, we are all, sooner or later, going to be in distress with her.
If you would like to help out in this desperate situation, local wildlife rescues are being bombarded with displaced and distressed wildlife, two great ones to contribute to are BCSPCA and The Furbearer Defenders.
These fine people need all the help they can get right now.
Summertime, and the livin’ is easy. Fish are jumpin’ and the….
I find myself humming this song every time I visit this picturesque little town surrounded by unbelievable wild beauty.
A day trip to Lost Lake turns me into a carefree soul, happy to laze the day away beside the water while my little dog swims and fetches until he curls up, exhausted, beside me.
“Dogs got personality. Personality goes a long way.” – Quentin Tarantino
A day spent here also takes me back to the best memories of my teenage years, growing up in lake country in Ontario. A sunny summer day meant putting your bikini on, getting on a rickety old bike, throwing the beach towel and PB and J sandwich in the basket and pedaling down a gravel road to the lake to meet up with friends. Our beach back in the day was a grassy patch beside a dirt road but it was sublime. Days were spent swimming, sun bathing orsometimes canoeing through the thick, beautiful lily pads. No smart phone or internet required.
It was simple and easy and fun and Lost Lake takes me right back to that place.
After an afternoon of lazing in the grass and dips in the lake, it’s cocktail hour.
This one is courtesy of Milestones Restaurant:
Ruby Red Mimosa
- Half glass sparkling wine
- Ruby red grapefruit juice
- splash elderberry liqueur
Just the right ending to a slow, sweet summer day.
Beware the barrenness of a busy life. – Socrates