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A story in 4 parts:

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Part 2.p2

Part 3.p3

Part 4. (Well, I have no photos of part 4, but you can guess what happened…pumpkin cookies are dee-lish!)

Rodini Farms on Hwy 1 is the best pumpkin patch around here, hands down.

By the way…I just joined Twitter! To follow and be followed, go here: www.twitter.com/joannmanolis

And of course, I am on Facebook…I’m the only Jo Ann Manolis in Santa Cruz, CA. That, and my profile pic has a goat in it!

Happy Halloween, everyone! We are busy here constructing a costume, and of course one last trip to the pumpkin patch is in order.

xo,

j

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But today, K is for …school1_blog

Kindergarten.

I’m wondering where the last 5 years have gone…

My Godsister…

has a pet parrot named George

who loves to curse in Greek.

She plays in the Roller Derby,

knit me a hat and a purse last Christmas,

and makes the best chocolate chip-zucchini cookies.

My Godsister gives me lots of good music,

most recently Ziggy Marley.

She named her guinea pig after Arlo Guthrie.

Arlo only eats organic veggies.

She will soon have her own website for her paintings,

and they are something else, I tell you.

She tried hard to dress “normally” when she met with her daughter’s teacher last week.

I don’t know if it worked.

My Godsister’s daughters a think that Hannah Montana is really lame.

and their clothes never match, but in a really good way.

They all like to listen to Cat Stevens and watch reruns of the Muppet Show.

She gave me some seeds from her garden the other day,

heirloom flowers-some from Arlo Guthrie himself.

I don’t know if Monsanto would approve of this.

My Godsister has a phone from the 1950s in her house.

It still works, but the ring is really, really loud.

I am mesmerized by her life…

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Today is a good day. It’s my mom’s birthday and I can just smell late summer in Bath, Ohio where we gathered to eat pie and celebrate. I miss her so much…

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Happy Birthday, Mom…I Love you.

Kalo Pascha (Greek for Happy Easter) to all of my Orthodox friends and family, who celebrate Easter today. Because the Orthodox religion goes by the Julian Calendar (commonly called the “old calendar”), we often celebrate Easter later. Sometimes a week later, sometimes an entire month later, depending on the “algorithm” for the year (I love the word algorithm, by the way. I had a photography instructor who used it all the time when referring to Photoshop and have been smitten ever since!)

Anyhoo…this time of year is very much immersed in tradition for me. As a kid, it was an incredibly special time. My family was not terribly religious, but our Greek heritage was always at the forefront of every holiday. I remember dying Easter eggs, watching my Grandmother make “Kouloures”, or Greek Easter Bread, the many trips to church during Holy Week, and of course our annual lamb roast on Easter Sunday. I spent 20 years as a vegetarian, most likely due to what I witnessed in the kitchen on Easter mornings (I will spare you the details, but if you’re Greek and you’re reading this, you know exactly what I’m referring to.) Although I’m not as strict of a vegetarian as I once was, I can guarantee that I will never touch lamb again. Ever.

This year we tried making our own Easter egg dyes, which is how they still dye their eggs on the island in Greece. My dad’s lady friend, Maria lectured told me about it recently and I decided to give it a shot. We had so much fun choosing flowers, veggies, and fruits and boiling them to make the desired colors. I’m realizing that there is a small learning curve with this, but overall it was a great success…and so much fun.

Here he is doing some dying:

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Here’s our “algorithm” for natural, hand-made dyes:

Yellow= sour grass flowers (stems included)

Purple: cabbage and onion skins

Orange: yellow beets, carrots, red beets

Pink: red beets

Green: spinach

Blue: blueberries (I do admit to augmenting this one with a tiny dot of blue food coloring as it was more purple than I’d hoped…please do not tell my son, though)

We collected jars for a few months in advance so that we had storage for the mixtures. We boiled these with two cups of water, then added about 2 tablespoons of vinegar to each mixture, doing one color per day as the entire process is quite labor intensive for a 4 year old. A few of the dyes required overnight soaks, but the colors ended up being gorgeous-definitely not your typical Paas Easter egg colors. I will try to photograph a few before they get gobbled up…

Happy Easter, Happy Sunday, Happy Week to you all!

I had a wet and chilly photo shoot this morning, so you can imagine my delight when I returned home to thiscookie_blog1

They were wonderful. We both ate WAY too many.

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I didn’t care though, it was just that kind of day. And now that the little baker with the new haircut is in bed, I may just have one more with a cup of tea…

We had the most lovely day yesterday…wandering around town as if nothing mattered, free of to-do lists or schedules, there might as well have been no such thing as time. More days like this, please…

The glorious view from Long Marine Lab.

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Sometimes Santa Cruz looks like Mexico. bike_blog

Strawberry ice cream on the wharf.icecream_blog

Observing Charlie, one of the friendliest dogs we’ve ever met.charlie_blog

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Dreaming of summer when the boardwalk is open every day…bwalk_blog

“Nothing is worth more than this day.” -Goethe

I know, I’ve been a bad blogger. I do have a decent excuse, though. As I write this, I’m sitting at the Cleveland Clinic at my father’s bedside as he recovers from lung surgery. They removed every tumor that remained in his lung after the chemo and radiation and the doctor says that he’s more than pleased. My dad, who is recovering well, is his typical self, watching CNN and cursing in Greek, professing his love for Barack Obama to every hospital employee who will listen, and eating like a horse. All is well and I’m incredibly grateful to say the least.

In unrelated news and because I can’t post an entry without a photograph, I leave you with my top recommendation for kid’s holiday gifts: Glitter Glue Sticks! My child is obsessed with them to say the least and is just about ready for another tub like this one:

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And if anyone is looking for awesome glitter glue projects, consider fish made from toilet paper rolls and recycled paper…we’ve had so much fun with them! I’ll snap a few close-ups of the finished product and post them soon in case anyone out there is hankering for a fun winter project or some amazing looking Christmas tree ornaments.

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Until then, thank you so much for all of the love and support pouring in through cyberspace, I cannot tell you how grateful I am for each and every one of you. Thanks in advance for all of your patience while I am away…my internet connection has been spotty here and I’ve been slow to answer e-mails, but I promise to respond soon.

With much Love,

Jo

D: Mama?

Me: Yes?

D: I love worms, you know.

Me: Yes, I do know that about you.

D: I also love holding them in my hand and kissing them. They’re so sweet.

Me: They are sweet, aren’t they?

D: Yes they are…Mama?

Me: Yes?

D: When we get home can you take a picture of me with a worm in my hand?

Will somebody please pinch me?

My awesome friend Marina told us that the olallieberries at Swanton Berry Farm were going crazy, so we took a drive up the coast and did some berry picking. I remember doing this as a kid in Ohio and eating berries until I felt sick. It was fun to basically watch my kid do the exact same thing. Here are a few fun shots from our adventure:

Our first stop was the strawberry field.

What do you think, Grandpa???

I had to get one of him on the truck showing off his goods.

And then off to the olallieberry fields. We went straight to work.

Busted snacking.

But they just smelled so good…

In berry heaven.

mmmmm…

On the way home, we stopped at Waddell Beach near Davenport to watch the kiteboarders.

If you live in town, check out the u-pick at Swanton Berry Farms, you’ll be glad you did. I’ve been inspired by the life and death of our cousin Meghan. She didn’t waste any time, so we’re trying not to, either. More adventures on the way…

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