Ragdale Residency 2017: Day 16

Time: Sunday, final day of residency. Tired bodies need sleep. Exactly what I did, staying in bed until around 10 am after dancing with my session 7 group late into Saturday night. Some even howled at the moon. We hung out in the barnhouse kitchen area until 2 pm afterwards, unwilling to let go of our unity, while we listened to New Orleans jazz then broke it off as we went our separate ways to find sleep. Space: Spent much of the day writing poetry then dabbling now and then with the piano in Dorothy's Room. The studio has been a blessing, its porch an aperture to flaming green inspiration, and I'm just a few feet away from full sunshine if I want that.
Chef Linda with Cynthia and me at dinner.

Chef Linda with Cynthia and me at dinner on Friday.

Front door knocker

Front door knocker

Heart: Missed Linda's cooking on the weekend, but here we are, Friday evening, and guess who's the star? Ragdale's very own. So today there is excitement about having an Indian dinner; we're going to order takeout from the Curry Hut in Highwood just south of here, and they deliver, wonderful! Ragdale's resident liaison said he's got a bunch of okra he hasn't cooked yet, so I thought up a plan to prepare the okra like my mama taught me in India, sukha-style (dry) with carmelized onions. I offered to make raita with cukes and yogurt, even though milk isn't a popular item with our session 7 paleo folks, myself included. The Curry Hut did a good job whipping up several curry orders including lamb, chicken, fish tikka, dhals, curries, saffron rice and other accompaniments. In the end, the food was more than adequate for all of us and no one went hungry. The resident liaison whipped up four flavors of pint-sized gelato and a strawberry-melon sorbet, yum. A visitation by a stag horn beetle, shown below, is evidence of this. The 2 inch stag horn beetle is a common inhabitant of the prairie behind Ragdale and joining up with the Skokie River Valley forestry there. The presence of this beetle is a good sign that the air is good and moist, healthy. But clearly the visitor has his pincers on the ready, and they look menacing enough to cause damage. I placed the stem of a flower between his pincers, and he/she/it did nothing...nada. So I presumed it either knew I was trying to fool it into believing the stem was prey and do something, or it was a bit dense. How then does it get so big? It's lovely to look at, but I wouldn't want to sit on it by mistake. Linda, I took home some cilantro with green seeds from your garden, and I've hung them to dry in the kitchen. 🙂 ~Ignatius
2-inch-Staghorn-Beetle keeps me company on the porch.

2-inch Stag horn Beetle keeps me company on the porch.

 

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