Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Wind

I can't take a picture of the wind, though I suppose that if I wanted to walk around the neighborhood a bit I might find some pictures of the effect of the wind.

After lunch, we walked about five blocks to a shopping area to look through some stores.  Going was not a problem, as we were going "downhill" so to speak.  But coming back against the wind we assumed a posture like this as we walked along:  \  \ with BBBH being just behind me, she hoping I would serve as a windbreak.  Even so, she had to sit for a bit to catch her breath before we completed the journey.

Seriously, the sustained winds were in the forty-mile range, and there were gusts that very nearly blew us over, perhaps sixty or so!

The good news is that we arrived safely home, and we spent only five bucks.  Plus tax, of course.

We had left a crock-pot of beans simmering as it sat outside while we were gone.  When we lifted the lid, we found a mixture of beans and really, really fine sand.  Waste not, want not.  The beans were poured into the colander, thoroughly rinsed, place in fresh water in a pot and put on the stove to finish cooking.  Oh, those beans were so good for supper!  Of course, the cornbread that accompanied them put the finishing flourish on the meal.


  • I was born on the high plains in Southeastern Colorado during the Dust Bowl Era.  I recall hearing mother tell of the battle with the dirt in the house, stuffing papers and rags  around the windows and using all techniques available to keep the dirt out, to little avail.  She said that the sugar bowl with the lid on and in a closed cupboard would collect dirt inside along with the sugar.  I should have known that a day such as this one was not one in which to cook the beans outdoors.

11 comments:

Jim Grey said...

Beans and cornbread. You can hardly make a more determinedly American supper than that.

Shelly said...

The wind was brutal yesterday. We were driving back from South Padre Island, and although we have a large SUV, the wind pushed it around like it was a tricycle. Glad you all made it back safe and sound!

Grace said...

Sometimes getting a bit of a poem stuck in your head is just as bad as getting a song stuck in your head..."Who has seen the wind, Neither you nor I, But when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by..."

vanilla said...

Jim, truth. And I cannot understand a generation that turns up its collective nose at them.

Shelly, whether walking along a sidewalk or driving along a highway, the wind was brutal indeed! Glad you are safe, too.

vanilla said...

Grace, I did not think of that particular verse yesterday, but I remember it. Now it can be stuck in my head.

Secondary Roads said...

Beans and corn bread? Yum yum! Love 'em both. Yesterday I watched an hour show on beans (Science Channel). Turns out the garbanzo (chick pea) is the most widely consumed bean in the world, and most of that as hummus.

vanilla said...

Chuck, I like many varieties of beans, though pintos may be my favorite, and garbonos the least favorite. Hummus? forget it.

Lin said...

Was the sand from the wind??? I'm a little slow on the pick-up these days...forgive me.

Sounds like a good supper!

vanilla said...

Lin, yep. Blew right in around the lid. Beautiful day today!

Vee said...

Cornbread and beans - one of my favorite meals. I cover the cornbread with beans and then top the beans with stewed tomatoes and sprinkle chopped onions on top. Yum! Hubby puts Ketchup on his. (That's a big "yuk" for me.)

vanilla said...

Vee, sounds good, though I'll take mine without any tomato product. Or with. Ketchup, of course, is the universal taste-disguiser.