Ganache

I am 'ganashing' my teeth after my first ganache failure. Never made it before but I know my mistake and what to expect next time. My beautiful blue hydrangeas are doing nothing to hide the disappointing texture of the ganache. Yes, I left it in the fridge overnight BEFORE I spread it. A good lesson, actually, when you take something positive away. These may not look as pretty and shiny as my sister-in-law Heidi's gorgeous car bomb cupcakes, but we'll enjoy them nonetheless.

This is what I'm thinking about this morning. A window of an old department store (remember those?) on the main street in Eastport, ME. I think this image could be used in a piece, but what I'm pondering is digital transfer? silkscreen? fabric? Too many choices paralyze me and I do nothing.

Our Labor Day weekend

We had a fabulous weekend, thanks to our kids who decided we should not let our 40th anniversary slip by unnoticed. Quietly, I said. So all 7 of us went for a 3 hour cruise (my choice) out of Portsmouth Harbor to the Isles of Shoals (location of The Weight of Water by Anita Shreve). One of the islands, Appledore, is the home of the famous poet Celia Thaxter, born in the early 1800's. It was a beautiful day after all the hoopla Earl created along the eastern seaboard. We were able to get off the boat to walk around and explore for only an hour which wasn't long enough, but while there I stumbled on this gorgeous pot.

Little did I know that the color for this month's 12x12 was patina, or rust. Just loved this. I wanted to take it home, but then, really, do I need another pot?

Gifts

Japanese Temari Ball made by Kate...one of a kind and beautiful.