Sunday, November 21, 2010

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happy Mandarinchen soup in the gray November



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I have to admit - not always, I cook what I fear, often results in something different. Sometimes, again, I have absolutely no desire to ever leave the house to go shopping. One November evening was filled the kitchen with old things - coupled with a great reluctance to leave the house for original planned purchases.
The result was a November evening, this heart-warming soup with what was found so (not always suitable for more raw food).
* chopped spring onion / red Onion / ginger / chilli pepper into small pieces and chop in oil until * Tomato chopped it (just because they were there) * roots (carrots) and sweet potatoes and into the fry * water and organic vegetable broth (I have now discovered in a glass, like pesto) * after some time Puree * Fill up with a can of coconut milk and squeezed Mandarinchen (or orange or what is here right now, even half a lemon would taste possible) * again puree * * if any, I like to take fresh coriander or flat parsley.
Happy spoons
wishes
Tally


*** This post I had before 10 Days of preparation. In the coming weeks there will probably be my only one, unfortunately, because my lovely laptop is suddenly gone, unfortunately so corrupt that even the happily completed on-site warranty contract did not help. The technician comes to swapping parts on and now it's not Monday but still away. For days my internet travels are limited to brief visits and more than I read my mail no. The advantage is that I create in the House much longer, the drawback is that I not only can not do what I want (comments, etc. to answer, blog, more mail), but that's not what I had, sigh * **
Oh yes, it gave the soup after a stay im Tiefkühlfach am Freitag als ich liebe Gäste bewirtete.

I wrote down a recipe for a vegetable soup of what ever I found in the fridge, combined with coconut milk, ginger, chili and mandarine-juice.
For the last weeks and the following I couldn't participate in Corner View and write comments and couldn't go on blog-tour because my notebook broke down - and the repair will take 2 more weeks, minimum. Quite sad.
At least I had this soup-post prepared and the soup was part of my diner for friends last Friday (after a stay in the deep freezer).
See you hopefully soon.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

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This is your life - it's your life



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As life as an international surfer Funny People, I ended up last week in Paris with goutait Cathy on her beautiful blog
" Qui dans l'herbe .. . .
This word mosaic has me so raised, that I printed in my pocket here. (With the restriction not to terminate for the job, although I would often like. After all, I finance to rent, food, travel and more).
Cathy gave me permission to show it here on my blog because the mosaic seems to be intended to travel. After all, it has a long way and does New York of Lori " Thrums .
The individual records are known wisdom, but in this form and composition, they touch me all over especially.
I wish I would have collected in German for all my readers, but I'm already bogged down in search of an online tool.
Maybe I should do it once by hand and photographed.
But not now, I champion the dispersion of efforts in all their projects and ideas.

I wish you all a good life and at first a good Sunday and a good week.

My life as to international surfer of the net led me to Paris and to Cathy with her blog " Qui goutait dans l'herbe... ".
There I got hit in my heart by this word - mosaic ( except for the part with the job , because that 's what paying for my travels , shelter and food ).
When I asked Cathy for the right of publishing it here on my blog I learned that it seems to be meant for travel . It comes the long way from oversea , from New York. Lori created it and showed it on " Thrums ".
I would have loved to translate it into German but got lost finding an online- tool for creating such a mosaic .
Maybe one day I' ll do it by hand and take a picture.


Greetings to Paris and New York .



more "life":
like a wood stove
The world is full of cactus


Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Where Does The Show Heartland Take Place

Back to course


Twelve weeks I've been in there Jacj Cuisi and worked alternately with the two Pumas Sacha and Simba (when people were running, there was also sometimes both in one day). The work was interesting and I liked it all very much, but for my last month I would like to see more of CIWY and from the others and am now where I originally wanted to start: Parque Machia in Villa Tunari.

Here I am working with one of the other wild cats CIWY, the ocelot Millie. Ocelots look as something bigger house cats differ in appearance but by their beautiful spotted fur. My work is in addition to feeding and cleaning of the cage, mainly from an eight-hour walk through the jungle.

Unlike Pumas I'm not alone but for two of the hunt with Millie. The adventure begins with the rise to its cage, which is high up hiding in the jungle. In addition to incredibly steep slopes lurk other hazards like greedy Kapuzineraeffchen in the trees and just waiting, "Catgirls" as the meat for me to steal the cat.

is survived this first part comes first but only the really interesting part: even ocelots have paths in their territory, but they actually allowed to go wherever they want. This means that I about eight hours through the jungle sneaking, robbe, climb, fall, break or run. Even though I try as quickly as possible to be so much Millie Sun can hunt as you like, I have not much success. Lianas and vines tangled in my hair or clothes, ravines and hillsides schliddere I often without proper maintenance down and then there are the many thorny plants, especially trees, here, not only left behind holes but also like allergic reactions.

Nevertheless Millie seems to disturb the rare (and again, when I was very clumsy, there is a Brummelen Reference of it) and our hunting success is not small snakes, bats, rats, mice, lizards, insects and even a possum was already there.

At the end of the day I have countless scratches and bruises, many holes in my clothes, but the good feeling that this wild cat is a very good life is offered.


Sorry that I have written so long, but have the work and the move to the other park pretty taken a long time. In the next time I'm still trying to write something more general about CIWY if I no longer here in Bolivia creating I will catch up but still at home!

also I would like to thank the Zonta Club Bonn / Bonn Rheinaue thanks for the donation and I hope as soon as possible to write more about the work.