It’s sad to think it has been nearly four years now since we made the move back from Costa Rica. Since that time we have planned and been unable to revisit our second home on two separate occasions, both due to natural disasters.
In the past few days I have been going through photo files and reminiscing about our very special experiences there. I loved the photography opportunities almost as much as the people and all the unique places we were able to visit.
As I explore more files I will share more of our time there since many of my new friends here didn’t know me back in 2012 when I first began this blog as a way to share our lives in the beautiful country of Pura Vida!
Once upon a time in Costa Rica, we visited a spice farm named Villa Vanilla Spice Farm. As it happens, this tour was one of the first we took on our original journey to Costa Rica, long before we made the move. Once we lived there I had the opportunity to revisit the farm with my best friend when she came to visit us.
The farm grows orchids, which include the vanilla plant, which is actually an orchid. They also grow various bromiliads, cacao trees, carambola (star fruit), peppercorn plants and ceylon cinnamon trees. Ceylon Cinnamon is known as true cinnamon and is the variety you need for real cinnamon health benefits for blood pressure and blood sugar control. The best part of the tour is learning how the owners and workers grow, harvest and prepare these natural plants for consumption. Tasting was fun too. Near the end of the tour, there is a treehouse with a magnificent view where the tour ends with chocoalate and cinnamon specialty coffees, vanilla cookies and a very special mandarin lime cheesecake. Heaven!
Take a walk with me and I’ll share a few photos with you.
Sally and me
Brand new cacao blooms and pods
These are growing but not ready yet
When ready the cacao is yellow outside and has a pure white yummy flesh
There were so many gorgeous bromiliads
See the water collected on every petal?
And at the end, with the heat finally taking hold, we climb to the patio of the “treehouse” for a cool breeze, tasty treats and a breathtaking view. If you make it to the Manuel Antonio/Quepos area, this tour is one of the traditional ones but well worth the time and sweating.
I could sit there all day……and you can when you live there. 😉💕
I must apologize for leaving you all hanging about our September travel event to Nebraska for our whirlwind weekend. My oldest got married while Number Two had a new baby arrive. I am going to hopefully wrap up our tale over the next week.
Everyone knows all great holiday and celebration events call for at least one ‘emergency run’ to the local grocery, conveninece or liquor store. There is a joke between my husband and myself, stemming from his bizarre sense of humor. Any time I am preparing for a holiday meal or party, he will offer to make a run to the store-any store that might be open- asking if I need him to go out for ‘Jujubes and tampons’. Okay, no, I don’t even like Jujubes and the other item has long been off my list. Simply put, it means any last minute necessities? Usually there is something. It is amazing what corner conveninece stores carry these days…
So, when the call came for last minute ice, additional libations and sodas as the guests were arriving, of course my man volunteered, my youngest going along to give a hand.
What follows are images of their near death experience as a football fanatic, in town for the Husker game, ran a red light and hit a car so hard he rolled his own truck, sliding to within merely a few feet where my loved ones sat in our rental. We wondered what was taking them so long but no text message came, so we assumed they were stuck in after game traffic. It was a Husker weekend. Tap and hold images to see the caption or just double tap for a larger view.
He never even slowed down
What a nose job
So much garbage came flying out
Her car wasn’t so lucky
Yeah, that’s my guy directing traffic. People wanted to drive straight through the accident!
Georgia just passed the zero tolerance for cell phone use while driving law. It might seem inconvenient but it’s a good thing. Too much of this is going on. Just weeks earlier my oldest son witnessed a fatality when someone ran a stop sign. I don’t know that the driver was texting but he was someplace other than in his right mind. It was devastating for my son to see.
The guy in this truck was on his phone as he attempted to climb out of his passenger window and down to the ground. My son made him hand it over so he could get out safely. Fortunately, no one was seriously injured, but those vehicles are history. My guys were pretty shaken up.
Oh, and check out the license tag on our rental. We might have guessed there would be some devilish goings-on for the weekend. 😏
You all drive safely, save the texting for when you are out of your car, and try not to be a rabid football fan. Some of us fellow humans are trying to live a life too.
Be a role model, not a roll over.
Next installment…the main event! I promise. Oh, want a sneak peek? 🙊
That’s me and my Daddy. I remember that kitchen though we moved quite a few times. I still get nostalgic when I see linoleum. 😉
But such sweet memories. It all started with a conversation about a food addiction I had in high school. One day my parents went off to church, leaving me home not feeling well. I was old enough to open a can and heat something on the stove but didn’t care for many soups. Then along came this sweet old Italian man with a brilliant dream and a master advertising agent.
Perhaps it was that magical moment in time of being left alone, with a whole can of this cheesy pasta delight with no one to fight me for it. With a handful of Saltine Crackers on the side, I was in heaven-and hooked for an entire school year!
I have lots of these food memories, mostly times inspired by, and shared with, my Daddy. So I figured after I talked about it to hubby the other day that he would run into my old Italian chef at the grocery store and bring him home for dinner. 😏
I think I’ll wait for a night when I’m really feeling the need for comfort. Then I may just eat the whole can. 🙊
And, speaking of food memories with my Dad, here are a few more. None of them is healthy but all of them are sweet. Thanks Daddy!
Best thing about Saturday mornings at least once a month! I could eat half a can at a time. Oh my..
I have no words and couldn’t bring myself to share an actual image of the product. As my hubby would say, “Just another version of lips and ears…”
(We ate it on bread over mayonnaise-open faced style!)
And there were a few things eaten in my house that I can barely talk about and certaintly did not partake of
Can you say “hog head cheese” or “Sardines”? Salted buttermilk?! 😱
Wait! I have to go brush my teeth now. Happy, healthy eating folks!
Yep, that’s me most often. When it comes to my creative endeavors and meeting deadlines for prompts, I am not as dedicated as my Mussel Loving friend Dan of No Facilities . He meets all deadlines with ‘i’s’ dotted and ‘t’s’ crossed, with humor and nice photos.
I am more aptly categorized as scattered and prone to whimsy when it comes to sharing those things that I do for fun. I have often been asked why, since I enjoy doing so many things creatively, I don’t do ‘such and such’ as a business. For me, to focus all my energy on one particular pastime would steal the joy from it and also possibly prohibit me from doing those other things I love so much. I guess maybe I am akin to the bees and butterflies I love to photograph so much, flitting from bloom to bloom and drinking in the sweetness each has to offer, but not lingering long enough to miss another possibility.
So, for #ThursdayDoors I am late, but sliding in to home base for the #SoCS prompt by our host Linda Hill
Forgive me for not being more present on WP lately but I have definitely spent the last week enjoying life’s precious offerings so that I could share them with you, my precious friends in the blogging world. I am hoping your #Free48 is filled with many precious moments. Hugs!
Shadowy Path at Sope Creek
Paper Mill Ruins of Sope Creek
This could have been a Thursday Door!
My heart beats with the flow of water…
Just have to get into it
Nature’s recycling workers
Someone’s Zen moment
In the ruins
Such Happy feet!
Last Saturday’s adventure led us to Sope Creek National Park in Marietta, Georgia. I was so thrilled to be in the shadows of the woods, dip my toes in the cool water and breathe softly with Mother Nature. Precious indeed.
My art time is also precious to me, though it takes me much longer to complete a piece than most folks. Still working on my devilish mermaid who loves her Old Fashioned made with Angel’s Envy. 😉
Finding moments to whip up energy bites can be a challenge too, but I never regret the time spent. Yummy!
The peppers don’t know Winter is whispering…
Of course there was going to be a bee!!
And, when you say it often enough, someone finally obliges!!
Now, here’s another favorite hymn from my days in Sunday services as a child
Today’s prompt was dom. Visit Linda’s place for more great posts from talented bloggers.
Back to the Wedding Weekend. I know I left you dangling last time. You will be relieved to know there were no arrests, a few more incriminating photos (which are locked in the family vault for blackmailing purposes later) and we had a fun night. The best thing about Lincoln for me is the variety and uniqueness of the venues that always seem to surface. Being a small city, one can easily hike from one venue to another which, I would think, cuts down their DUI incidents significantly. However, their auto accident rate is likely substantial as we witnessed first hand…but that was another day.
The place we went to that took us a step back into the 80’s and 90’s was the Arcade Bar. A simple idea really-install some vintage popular video games, skee ball, foose ball and pinball. Put up a bar and open the doors. Even the ‘old folks’ like us love it.
Haymarket Lincoln. I love it!
Mom and The Groom. Number One son
The bride and me. I love this gal.
Let’s shoot skee ball.
The alleys are filled with street art. And amazing lighting.
Mom and the ‘baby boy’ and his sweetie
Brothers in action
Skee ball! Oh yeah…disclaimer: alcohol does not improve skill level.
Pinball! I used to be good. Used to be…
Of course getting there is tedious, since we often fly into Kansas City and drive the rest of the way. Even driving from Omaha can be nerve wracking. But the scenery is pretty and the highway pretty much a straight shot. This time of year the colors are just beginning to change to Autumn.
I always love our 5 min ‘jaunt’ through Iowa.
Ahhhh….this is our exit!
So many open places and so much endless sky!
I always love that I can say I have been to Iowa. (But it wasn’t heaven-Field of Dreams reference. See the movie)
We actually spent all of this day doing food preps. And having shots. It was a simple wedding but there are still lots of things to do. They had all worked so hard before we even got there, with family helping to get the yard ready and everyone preparing food. I always love being in the kitchen so it was a bit of heaven for me to be able to contribute. Oh, and Ellie also loves being in the kitchen. We kept pointing her to get out. Tell me, though, how you could resist sharing a nibble with this face?
Of course I did! Several times. She is such a sweetie. As are her brother and sister from other mothers…
Junebug loves to hide….
It was during the potato salad prep that I found our food blessing for the event.
Even the potatoes knew it was meant to be…
Willard made his ‘famous’ deviled eggs. Yeah…it’s a family thing.
Willard at work on the eggs
His Sous Chef, lovely Sarah
All in all, a very good day before the big day! That called for a nice, leisurely stroll around the neighborhood at sunset. I have already shared a post about the beautiful church we saw. Here are a few more shots from our walk.
With such gracious hosts, how could we not have a marvelous stay? They even left candies on our pillows!
Very exhausted Wedding Planners. Still, we enjoyed some take out Thai food at the end of the day.
Thanks, Hayley and Ande for being such wonderful hosts in the midst of your own chaos of preparations. The love is so real with you guys. We enjoyed every. Minute!
Oh, these guys? My number three son, Matthew and his son Noah. This visit was all about some Maw Maw time for me too!
Our next day would bring the rest of the troops in!
Oh, I need to mention again that in another city, number two son and his wife were delivering their baby on this day! 😱💕
I love this prompt! God knows I love flowers. And bees on flowers. And butterflies on flowers. And now I am using mostly ancient grain flours for cooking, but I still love a squishy homemade roll or burger bun. So, thanks Linda Hill for making it ‘real’ for me this time around.
Last weekend was full of fun for us, being up in Nebraska for a couple of special events. My oldest son got married and I made the cake, a simple but oh-so-yummy Strawberry Wipped Cream number that is almost always perfect on a 90 degree end of Summer day. The strawberries are soaked in Grand Marnier for hours (of course) before being layered in the cake alternately with freshly whipped cream. I think it was a success.
The bride’s dress? Oh, she was beautiful in it throughout the afternoon. As soon as the ceremony and photos were done in the sweltering heat of early evening, we all shed our finery and donned cooler attire.
The flowers? If you come to my blog often enough, you know I love flowers. Here is a recent encounter with a beautiful fellow who enjoys them even more than me!
For more great #SoCS posts visit Linda’s blog at the link at the top of the page. Happy Saturday my friends!