Forgot to mention that we also bought some watermelon radishes from Tonopah Rob’s Veg Farm, so I thought I’d take the opportunity to bring them up today and show you these all-natural, beyond organic, sweet radishes. As Caroline and I consider where we are moving to next, I have to admit that one of the pleasures of living in Arizona has been the fresh local vegetables over winter and the abundance of fresh self-picked citrus. So begins the list of things we’ll miss when we no longer reside in the valley of the sun.
Tonopah Rob’s
Yesterday before stopping at Chile Acres we did some veggie collecting at Tonopah Rob’s Vegetable Farm. Had to get there early as stuff flies off the stand. Bought the last of the mizuna greens, got two large bunches of collard greens, a big bag of heirloom spinach, a few pounds of beets, blue potatoes, some bell peppers, various Choy greens, and a whole lot of these beautiful carrots.
14 Years
Special days require special events and on this, the 14th anniversary of the day we exchanged our marriage vows, Caroline and I hung out with the old goats. The alarm shook us from our slumber before daybreak so we could drive southwest watching the sun creep over the horizon on our way to Tonopah, Arizona for a visit to Chile Acres. Celia and Jimmie are the proprietors of Chile Acres; they invited us to stop by to meet the chickens, the Saluki dogs they raise, a small herd of horses including some very cuddly foals, a dozen cats and various dogs hanging out on the porch, a rooster, and the goats. Caroline is seen here giving a scratch to Bubbles – these have to be the friendliest goats we have ever met.
Glowing
With the rising sun poking through the window, a dress sitting on the back of the couch caught my eye as its bright colors and glowing orange was illuminated in a brilliance that begged for me to break out the camera before the moment passed.
Dyeing with Kool-Aid
Finally, Caroline put her dyeing station to work and for the first time, she dyed wool using Kool-Aid. It’s fun watching her out there, the mad scientist at work. The giant smile on her face lets me know that she’s really loving what she’s doing. Now she yells at me from her workbench how she’s looking forward to trying the Indigo next. Seems that I missed something in preparing her birthday gifts: a salad spinner would come in handy for removing excess water from the fibers after rinsing. Well, our 14th Anniversary is coming up.
Master Cleanse
New Year’s Eve saw Caroline and I starting the Master Cleanse Fast. Our goal was a very simple one: try it for one day. Well, the first day was so easy it seemed to be a fluke, so a second day was in order. Having never missed a meal in 44 years, besides the occasional late lunch or dinner, which was made up for by snacking, the idea of not eating went hand in hand with the idea that I would be in pain, have headaches, be miserable, and get sick. None of that happened. The fasting was so easy those first two days that we had to challenge ourselves to a third, figuring that at some point, we would be overwhelmed with hunger and then stop. And so it went until the sixth day when the second bout of grumpiness convinced us that the following day, the seventh day, should be the end of our one-day fast. Of course, anyone familiar with the Master Cleanse knows that the first day after the end of the fast is not really the end yet. On Monday, January 7th, we only drank orange juice. On Tuesday, we started with OJ but were allowed vegetable broth for the rest of the day. I cheated at dinner and had four or five spoons of the veggies before guilt had me returning to the plain broth. Today we returned to “normal” eating, starting with soft boiled eggs for breakfast, veggie soup for lunch, and for dinner, we deviated from the program to split a green corn tamale plate at a local restaurant.
The fast was not undertaken to lose weight, I wanted to convince myself that I could do without food. This aspect of the fast worked; I now know I will not die missing a meal, nor will I fall sick. The second goal was to work towards portion control; if I can miss meals, then smaller meals should work fine to satisfy me; time will tell if this works out. Over the seven days, I lost approximately 20 pounds; Caroline lost about 6. Her clothes fit better and old clothes can be worn again, but I’m still too fat. Yet, I do look forward to doing this again, and if 10 pounds return but the other ten stay away, then doing this a few more times this year to drop a total of 30 pounds would be a welcome accomplishment in my world.