Flower Stories: Daylily Week
Flower Stories: Daylily Week
Canyon Creek Ice Caves
These are amazing photos and fearless people. I could not have done this.
Flower Stories: It’s Daylily Week
We call these simple orange daylilies ditch lilies because they grow wild in the ditches here in the Midwest. They’re still beautiful and worthy of a photograph.
According to invasive.org, “Orange daylily is a popular ornamental that has escaped to invade natural and disturbed areas throughout the United States. Plants are 2-4 ft. (0.6-1.2 m) tall with round stems. Leaves are grass-like, bright-green, 1-3 ft. (0.3-1 m) long and curve toward the ground. Flowers develop in the summer and are large, showy, and orange in color. Flowers occur in clusters of 5-9 at the apex of the stalk. Flowers in a cluster open one at a time and only for one day each. Flowers may have spots or stripes. Many cultivars of daylily now exist in a wide variety of sizes and flower colors. Orange daylily infestations often occur adjacent to plantings or at old homesites. Areas invaded include meadows, forests, floodplains, ditches, and forest edges. Once established, the thick tubers make control difficult. Orange daylily is native to Asia and was introduced into the United States in the late 19th century as an ornamental.”
Chocolate Dipped Coconut Caramel Cookies-Yummy goodness!!
Another crazy recipe guaranteed to make your mouth water.
Roasted Garlic
Did you know that you could freeze roasted garlic? I’m doing this next week!
Book Club: The Women
Read The Women by T.C. Boyle. It’s really good. End of book review and on to the juicy stuff.
Boyle’s tale of Frank Lloyd Wright’s relationships with women is intriguing — a pastiche of story-telling based on solid factual research.
I’ve been a fan of Frank Lloyd Wright for many years. I’ve visited his home and studio in Oak Park many times and I’m always happy when a visitor wants to take the tour. I’ve been intrigued by his story and the depth of his magnetism. It’s kind of amazing how this arrogant and self-centered man was able to inspire love and almost slavish devotion from the people around him.
Sometimes what I write doesn’t end up where I intended it to go when I began.
Clearly this is more than a book review because I’m a history nerd.
After we read Loving Frank in book club, we decided to do a pilgrimage to Spring Green, Wisconsin, to visit Taliesin and I wrote about it here. We have also visited Taliesin West in Arizona, Falling Waters in Pennsylvania, and the local FLW shrines, including Unity Temple.
When I read books about Frank Lloyd Wright and his designs, his houses become characters on their own.
Blue Balliett’s YA novel, The Wright 3, is a good example of this. Wright’s Robie House near the University of Chicago is the setting of this novel, and I couldn’t wait to go visit it after reading the story. The physical connection I get to the houses through the text is hard to resist and apparently I’m not the only one. If you’re going to be in the area with your children, read the book together and then take the house tour designed to connect with the book — or just do it yourself cause it’s worth it!
Given all that history, it’s not surprising that I just lapped up The Women hungrily. Told through the reflections of a fictional Japanese apprentice, T.C. Boyle has given us another intense visit with Wright and the women who loved him. He traces the stories of Wright’s three wives and his mistress backwards, and as the story unfolds, questions are answered and links become clear. It’s a difficult narrative construct to do effectively, but it didn’t drive me too crazy. I wish there had been more about first wife Kitty and how she really coped with Wright’s desertion of her.
I’m a firm believer in the power of chance and there are several chance encounters that led to the writing of this book and the writing of this post.
T.C. Boyle bought and renovated Wright’s George C. Stewart house (1910)
T.C. Boyle is the author of many successful books as well as being a professor at UCLA, and apparently he had enough money to purchase and renovate Wright’s George C. Stewart House in Montecito, California. In this interview, he talks about how his fascination with Wright grew after living in one of his homes. I can truly see how that would happen.
On our recent trip to California, we visited the Claremont Hotel in Berkeley. I was deep into The Women, visualizing FLW striding around in his cape and hat, and suddenly, there he was on the wall of the Claremont. Of course I took a photo (as I do incessantly).
Wright loved the Claremont, and designed a wedding chapel for the hotel in 1957 at age 88. It was never built, but its design was organic yet modern, as all of his work was.
In researching the wedding chapel design, I ran across the website of this Italian architect, who has redesigned Wright’s work using specific design principles.
I’m a great reader, but a lousy book reviewer, as you can see.
I get too caught up in the human stories surrounding authors and their subjects to ever make a living writing book reviews. I’m glad you stuck with me through this visit with Frank Lloyd Wright, and I highly recommend The Women if you have been intrigued by my story today.
Wednesday Throwback: Retro Advertisements for Today Companies
I love old advertisements, and these are so clever I needed to share them!
Writing Workshop: Lessons from Dad
I’m linking up to Mama Kat this week —
My prompt: Share a lesson you learned from your father.
On Friday, while visiting our son in Oakland, California, we also visited a salvage store. I had been struggling with this week’s prompt, since I’m also struggling with poor internet connections at the hotel, and wasn’t sure I could do my father justice this year. Then the visit to the salvage store made it all clear.
My father taught me to value the unlikely, to see the beauty in the ignored, to have the joy of creating something out of nothing.
Today I met another dad — one who would have loved being friends with my dad. It was hard for me to see all of his work, because it reminded me of my dad and how much I miss him. It was, however, a powerful reminder of how important it is to keep the memories of our loved ones alive through the legacies they leave behind.
Thanks to Grandpa Nick for the new memories I have of Father’s Day.
Food Cult: Dinner at Plum
One of the best parts of traveling is meeting new restaurants. For Tech Kid’s birthday, we went to a highly touted Oakland restaurant, Plum. I’m still struggling with my cameras, but I just had to share photos of the inventive work of Plum’s chefs.
Beet Boudin Noir, with brussel sprouts and turnip
Avocado Risotto with pistachio,lemon, and cucumber
Raviolini with mixed milk ricotta, nettles, and green shallots
One perfect raviolini
Samples from the Plum Charcuterie with pickled vegetables and violet mustard. I’ll leave you to guess what’s in these delectable morsels.
King Salmon with fava, potato, radish, and vandouvan (curry-like spice blend).
Roasted Pork and Belly with young chard, new onion, and mustard
I’m not sure what this wonderful dessert was — it was ordered specially for the birthday boy.
This lonely little turnip is all that was left on the plate when we finished this sumptuous and scrumptious meal.
If you are visiting Oakland, I highly encourage you to seek out this very good restaurant (make reservations!). The portions are on the small side, but every bite is full of interest.
