A to Z April Blog Challenge - grace grits and gardening

Solving for X

April 27, 2013 By Talya Tate Boerner

some days

words fail

to flow

ideas sit

clogged behind

my eyes

an unsolvable

problem

beyond reach
fuzzy
blurry
what to write
about X?

seeking a

change of

scenery

I walk

the wind

stirs the trees

wispy clouds

drift overhead

thoughts wander

in and out

some days

words fail

to flow

yet when

I change

my perspective

the answer

appears

heaven sent

X in the sky over Munger Place, Dallas

talya

“Ideas come from everything”
― Alfred Hitchcock

Musical Pairing:

Blowing in the Wind, Bob Dylan (Live, 1963)

W is for Workout

April 26, 2013 By Talya Tate Boerner

White Rock Lake, Dallas
photo courtesy of Robin Turner

My gym overlooks the trees surrounding beautiful White Rock Lake, a view which makes time on the elliptical machine more palatable.

Sweating, feeling my legs and arms push and pull the weights, I feel good, alive. Yet while I huff and puff, I watch the Food Network, seemingly mutually exclusive activities.

Tuesday, Giada baked an amazing cheesy farro. Farro? I had never even heard of a farro until my workout. And her strawberry ricotta dessert mousse….ummmm I could taste it!

Exercising while watching Paula Deen fry butter and whip up creamed corn with bacon lard should melt triple the calories. Don’t y’all think?

courtesy of Free Stock Photo

talya

“Everyday you wake up on the right side of the dirt is a good one.”
― Paula H. Deen

Musical Pairing:

It’s My Life, Bon Jovi

A to Z Blog Challenge.

W is for Workout (with a nod to White Rock Lake)

V is for Vacation

April 25, 2013 By Talya Tate Boerner

I am a homebody.

Sometimes my best vacations are those spent at home. A few days carved out between yesterday and tomorrow spent with a good book and a bottle of wine is more relaxing than a carefully planned, often expensive trip.

Simple is good.

John and I have a tiny place in Arkansas we visit when we want to get away from the busy-ness of Dallas. With only 892 square feet of space, we fill it with things we absolutely love—favorite artwork, vintage plates and crystal, old books, leather club chairs from the antique store around the corner.

Sleeping with screen doors separating us from the wild, we wake to the chirp of songbirds. A neighbor’s rooster crows. When it rains or snows, what a bonus…

Our schnauzers, Lucy and Annabelle, love the expansive yard filled with buried treasures from a previous dog. As I write, bamboo rustles a soothing tune.