I am slightly behind on the 30 days posts; the ones I have missed will be interspersed with the current days'
Caria chrysame psittacus, a type of metalmark butterfly known for its shimmery green markings. Photo credit: Kim Garwood
//...Vladimir Donatovich Orlovsky...// (1842-1914)
Storm Clouds, 1884.
I have painted my nails bronze, shiny and subtly sparkly, and it is doing absolute wonders for me right now, as is the long black skirt
I can no longer be silent on the matter
Actual images of me
Yes, the hilarious karmic backlash of forcing a non-human misanthrope to live as a human, with every trait that could fit into humanity being carried along with him. The pain running down the length of my back where my wings had been, the hypermobility with joints that break far more easily, cold blue blood translating to dysautonomia, and for it to be so isolating. Something of a fitting punishment, I suppose.
so the obvious choice for blue and purple to me is butterfly pea flower tea, but anyone can tell you to buy dried butterfly pea blossoms and then steep them to make an herbal tea so i went to find something a bit more complex. this recipe includes simple syrup, which can be bought or made. its really simple to make simple syrup, so i'll include instructions on how to make that as well
1/2 cup granulated sugar
1/2 cup water
add water to sugar in a small saucepan over medium heat, stirring until the sugar dissolves. let it cool, then pour into a clean jar and lid it. it'll keep in your fridge for about one month
1 teaspoon dried butterfly pea flowers
1 cup water
1 tablespoon simple syrup
1/4 cup milk, dairy or non-dairy
optional: tapioca pearls cooked according to their packaging instructions
bring the water to a boil in a small pot and add the butterfly pea flowers. turn off the heat and steep for 5 minutes. when it reaches a rich blue color, discard the flowers and let tea cool
if using tapioca pearls, add them to the bottom of a 16 oz mug or glass. add ice and pour cooled tea. add 1 tablespoon simple syrup and milk of your choice
I always get such a specific set of feelings when it comes to cooking, like YES I am actively choosing to perform this task for other people and feel nothing but the utmost, absolute when it comes out well; as far as service is concerned, cooking is something I hold very near and dear to myself
Feeling almost silly to feel somewhat affirmed by it, but had someone say how nice my outfit was today, with my black pants and white sweater; had someone else comment on the way I move, they said I looked almost as though I were dancing or flying.
Silly in a sense, but we work so well together, don't we? Synchronized in the most pleasant fashion. Seems I will indeed carry you with me, no matter the place or time. And I simply could not be more honored.
Adam Hall ~ “Passes Us By” - Oil on Panel 34 x 40