They literally stopped me on my morning walk – the yellow daffodil blooms vibrant against a deep green hillside. I pulled my cell phone out of my jacket pocket to take a picture. I’ve wanted to take a photography class but haven’t made it a priority yet. In the meantime, I’ve been playing with the settings on my phone. Changing the “Exposure Level,” I’ve learned, changes the amount of light – though I don’t know what setting this would be on my actual camera. Today, I learned I have both black-and-white and sepia options. Playing around, I got some shots I’m actually quite proud of!
I came home and decided to tackle the leftover roasted chicken in the fridge. The book I just finished (Kitchen Counter Cooking School) inspired me to make my own chicken stock for the first time in my life. It’s very simple, and a whole lot cheaper than buying chicken broth (much less sodium, too!). I yanked the leg to separate it from the rest of the chicken and stopped cold – look at that knee joint! Glistening cartilage at the end of the femur, the ACL I just tore staring me right in the face. I don’t think I’ll ever stop being fascinated by anatomy. Anyway, my stock now cools on the front porch and smells delicious.