Sugar Day

2/23/13 Saturday at Lakehills, TX (Medina Lake Campground-TT)

According to a Naturopathic Doctor I saw in 2000, I have a food intolerance to potatoes (including enriched flour which has vitamins grown on a potato base). I also need to wait 8 hours between eating fruit and cane sugar. I love fruit, so I rarely have foods with regular sugar in them. When I plan to eat sugar, I try to not eat fruit that day. We knew they were serving ice cream (3 scoops for $1) at 2 pm, then there would be a brisket, sausage and potato salad (John gets my salad) at 5 pm, then free deserts for the Winter Texans (I think that’s US!). Thus, no fruit for my breakfast.

Once again, I spent much of the morning getting the blog posted, then I cooked that fish I hadn’t thawed last night, for lunch. John enjoyed the last of our meatloaf. Before we knew it, it was time for ice cream. Karen and Sherie stopped by to walk with us to the lodge. They asked to have their serving split into 2 bowls and we all noted that they seemed to have received more than John and I in our 1 bowl. Well, that means we had more room for dinner. We all went back via Miss Zanzibar, so I could show them my watercolor prints, then continued on to their place to settle into relaxed conversation about our lives.

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During that time little Tufted Titmouse birds, ground doves (smaller) and white winged doves came to their feeder and the small black tailed deer came by for a treat.

 

 

 

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Those are part of what I love about this park – lots of birds and the deer are all over, very tame, yet still wild. Suddenly, Karen noted that it was 5 pm and weren’t we going to have that dinner. Gosh, John and I hadn’t thought to remember what time it was happening, nor whether we needed to purchase a ticket before hand. Oops. So we skedaddled over to the lodge and found that dinner was starting at 5 pm (big line already forming) and we just paid for it while in line, before the food was served. Whew!

This was a splurge (out to dinner – $8.50 plus tax each), but SO yummy. LOTS of brisket and a sausage, plus pinto beans and potato salad. Everything was so flavorful and just plain cooked well. As we enjoyed this repast, we listened to our table partners (they had been the first in line, so were almost finished eating) share their tales and helpful information about camping in the East.

It was 6:45 before we were done (so much fine food and stories), so we hurried to our rig to change into jeans and warm tops. Karen and Sherie stopped by just as we were headed out. They were all set to play card games, so we settled in a spot near where we’d eaten and learned “13”, then “Golf”. Simple, fun games. Of course, out came the deserts – all sugar. So I claimed 2 fudge brownies and John got carrot cake without raisins, a brownie and a lemon cake slice.

Dragged out of there by 10 pm and went straight to bed. What a fun day.

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About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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