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Captured by the nature vision, I made it my discission
to embark on a mission!
To feed the Adamic tribe, those the animals Our Father God has made. I was at my jobs parking lot. A place surrounded by many, many, many trees.
After clocking out, I was walking to my van. As I spied north within my parking stall. Standing straight ever tall--- a sparse rainbowed light black and brown tailed squirrel mildly thin. Standing he was like a question mark, standing like a general in the Army, Special Services...
His face was stern like a mother catching her child being bad in a mischievous act. About 100 feet away closer I walk. The little squirrel just would not run nor walk away. He literally just stayed standing, sitting still.
Approximately closer stilled closer 75, 50, 25, feet 3 feet. Still-Still He didn't move but yet he "LOOKS". Face to face I see in his eyes, yet he's soul less, he hungers, he's alive. I walk to the other side, to not too unravel, or make him run off.
He stands attentive
He stands waits
He stands as I push my electronic key to open my van door. By this time he slowly moves to the front drivers side of my van. Ever so slowly moves. I sit down after opening up my drivers side door.
Slowly I lower my driver side window, I reach down behind me to pick up a plastic container filled with unsalted nuts.---about a quart container
placed my hand inside. I through many, many, many nuts on the ground.
Little hungry squirrel kneel down in prayer mode as a dog he sniffed the ground, when he smell one (some) pick up with mouth, placed the nut in his paws (hands) prayed then nibbled away.
I guess now he's my friend and pet?
5/05/26
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2026
"This be a true story, I share and tell" A Real Set In---
4 cups of grounded cooked roasted beef
Shredded course in food processor
7 cups of cooked white rice
4 cups of cooked wild rice
4 cups of sliced sauteed mushrooms
1 cup of sauteed onions
4 tablespoons of brown garlic
2 cup red wine
5 cups of unsalted French onion soup
2 cups of sour cream
2 cups grated Parmesan and Swiss mixed
Mix and bake
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10 catfish fillets ground
1 cup of mayo
1/4 cup of shredded cucumber
4 tablespoons chopped dill
1 teaspoon of Old Bay Seasoning
3 t of low sodium soy sauce
5 T brownsugar
5 tablespoons of sweet sherry
1 T Cayenne pepper
1 T chile powder
4 egg yolks
6 tablespoons of lemon juice
1/4 cup of Parmesan cheese grated
1/2 cup of breadcrumbs
2 T of flour
2 T cornstarch
Mix make balls coat with flour egg breading brown in oil bake til done
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12 baked potatoes cooked done
Halfed and scooped out
6 cups of mashed potatoes
1/4 c of shredded boiled eggs
3 egg yolks whished
1 cup of softened butter
1 cup of whipped cream no sugar added
1 cup of chopped bacon
1 cup of shredded cheddar
1 cup spinach
1 cup of soft goat cheese
Ground nutmeg
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12 halved sweet potatoes
Potato mashed with 2 cups of butternut squash
Sugar, vanilla, egg yolks, 1 cup of softened cream cheese,
Cinnamon raisins, smoked pecans, 1 package of white chocalete instant pudding, 1/4 c of nut liquor, 1 cup of mozzarella
Cook until cheese melts, make a strawberry glaze with strawberry jam and white wine, honey and sugar ._
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2 c sliced strawberries
1 cup of raspberries
1 sliced and pitted apricot
1/2 bananna
5 cups of white wine
2 cup of nut liquor
1/2 of honey
2 gingerale
Blend smooth the fruit add 5 ice cubes and re blend
Mix in soda wine and liquor. Shake & Serve cold .
I love your acsent' it makes me want to kiss you!
16 fillet catfish/ or seabass
1/4 cup of McCormick seasoning
2 Tablespoons of garlic powder
2 Tablespoons of onion powder
3 tablespoons of cayenne pepper
mix well and set aside
1/2 cup of olive oil
1/2 melted butter
1/4 cup lime juice
coat both sides of each fillet with oil and butter
sprinkle seasoning atop
bake in a 350 degree oven until fish are flakey and done
8 cups of cooked cous cous( soaked in 1 cup of buttermilk)
3 cups of goats cheese
2 cups of heavy cream
2 cups of béchamel sauce
1/2 melted butter
1/2 cup of fresh chives
5 tablespoons of crushed garlic
2 cup of oven roasted turkey bacon ( cook into bits)
1/3 cup of diced fine green peppers (sautéed)
1/3 cup of crushed sun dried tomatoes
12/3 saute'd onion
1 & 1/2 cup of white cheddar
2 tablespoons of red pepper flakes
combine ingredients and bake for 25 minutes
slice fillets from a leg of lamb
about twenty slices
salt and pepper
grill (medium rare)
in a pan combine
1/3 cup of beef broth
1 cup of pomegranate juice
1/4 cup of honey
1/4 cup of lime juice
5 tablespoons of chopped rosemary
3 tablespoons of cayenne pepper
1/3 cup of sweet red wine
1 cup of unsalted pistachios
reduce sauce about half
add lamb and serve
FOR DESSERT
5 CUPS OF BROWNIE MIXED ( MIXED USING BOX RECIPE)
4 CUPS OF ANGEL FOOD ( USING BOX RECIPE)
24 DOLLOPS OF CREAM CHEESE
IN A GREASED NON-STICK MUFFIN PAN, SPOON IN TWO TABLE SPOONS OF BROWNIE MIX
AND LAYER IT WITH THE ANGEL FOOD MIX, (ABOUT 2 TABLESPOONS)
HALFWAY FULL ADD CREAM CHEESE
COVER WITH BROWNIE AND ANGEL FOOD MIX
BAKE UNTIL DONE, USING A TOOTH PICK TO CHECK
COOL MUFFINS, TOP WITH FAVORITE FROSTING AND SERVE
IN
WE BASSOON'D THE FOOD WAS DONE: SO WE ATE IT!
WE DRUMMED AND OBO'D THRU THE NIGHT
ASSUMING WE WOODWIND: WE DID!
WE DID !
Mild obscurity
At the local supermarket, a woman not a day over seventy-five
asked me where she could find unsalted butter spoke
with an American accent.
What do I know, perhaps, she was related to the Kennedys?
By the butter- shelf we stood, there was a spark between us
like the Ronson-lighter I once bought in Liverpool, a heavy
lighter, I always knew in which pocket it was; now that smoking
is a sin the lighter ended up in the garage, only to be used
in extreme perseverance,
I had seen her before, in Trieste in 1962 she was a spy for the CIA
Smoked posh Monte Carlo cigarettes through a long holder
while drinking creme de menthe.
My wife stirred; leg cramps switched on the bedside lamp
and I was brought back to reality.
Charley my wheel horse says that Jim is a yack, always jawing now.
They are both scrunchers, they nearly swallow their teeth on chow.
Jim is unsalted, but not lazy or slow, although he has trail dust grime.
He always responds well to “all hands and the cook” and in good time.
When the Mexican vaquero joins us, there is back slapping sure.
That’s when the biscuit roller trades in biscuits for tortillas, pure.
A ballyhoo? I do not think so, Bar dog. Can I get a John barley corn?
I would like to drink the cattle drive off my spurs, until it be morn.
How much does it cost to stay in the dice house tonight?
Don’t want to be honey-fuggled, so no Kansas sheep dip, all right?
a fresh mail order cowboy just entered the saloon, of course.
Don’t want to be a nosy parker, but did he just dismount the iron horse?
Did you see where I put my gelding smacker? I sleep with it naturally.
I am no lapper, but I could go for another John Barley Corn from thee.
Texas cakewalk tomorrow? Hmmm I wish I could stay but I am dragg’n.
Say hello to my cousin Sam, he drives the county’s meat wagon.
I kind of like a good hang’n when there’s a well-deserved California collar.
Was they horse thieves or murderers or what? Hey give my horse a holler.
I thought I saw a Cottonwood blossom when I rode into this place.
But there was no hellaballoo, so I wondered if it was the case.
Using a fruit and veggie jucier
juice
1 small onion
2 clove of garlic
3 medium cucumber
1/2 cup of apple
1/2 lemon
1 Tablesoon of fresh rosemary
measure 1 cup
add to
1 cup of milk
makes 2 cups of Savory Mil------------------
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1 cup savory milk (recipe above)
1/2 cup (minus 2 Tablespoons) unsalted butter, cut into 1/2-inch cubes
4 teaspoons sugar
1 teaspoon table salt
2 cups of all-purpose flour sifted
8 large eggs whisked in a bowl
In a 3-quart stainless-steel saucier or saucepan, combine water (or milk), butter, sugar (if using), and salt.
et over high and and cook until liquid comes to a rolling boil and butter has fully melted, about 2 minutes (the small butter cubes should be fully melted just about at the same time the liquid hits a strong boil).
Remove from heat and add flour. Using a wooden spoon or stiff silicone spatula, thoroughly mix in flour until no lumps remain make sure to find and squish out out any stubborn one
Return saucepan to medium-high heat and cook, stirring very frequently, until dough registers 175°F (80°C) on an instant-read thermometer; if you don't have a thermometer, other signs the dough is ready include a thin starchy film forming all over the inside of the saucier and the dough pulling together into a cohesive mass.
To use a stand mixer: Transfer dough to a stand mixer fitted with the paddle and beat at medium speed until dough registers 145°F on an instant-read thermometer (you need the dough cool enough that it doesn't cook the eggs when they hit it).
my eyelids
are pyramid
stones too heavy
to lift so i read
the hieroglyphs
behind my lids
like a black
and white
silent movie
my mind provides
the music though
i dream in color
but must shush
the others
that rudely
keep talking
during the main
feature
(meanwhile trying
to digest my movies'
plot while eating hot
air blown pop corn
with slightly unsalted
butter a dash of soy
sauce and parmesan
cheese topping
obviously a
subliminal
message
placed be
tween every
eighth REM)
it seems the film
is about a ka
that can't
find its
way
so
is spirited away
by memories
that are supposed
to be clues
to help one
find one's self
so different
scenes show
different things
that are meant to
mean one thing when
the pieces are put together
the house lights
come up as my
eyes open but to
find i am in
darkness
perhaps
a tomb
Form:
The new year now is creeping into view
with resolutions, hopes and dreams galore,
so this year what I thought that I would do
is get off on the right foot weeks before.
I've upped the rate I pace at when I walk
to burn off calories and trim my waist,
and breakfast times now need no knife and fork,
it's Muesli , hope I get used to the taste.
Brown bread instead of white, meats are lean cuts,
tins of mackerel ,more omega threes,
for extra protein there's unsalted nuts
and tons of fruit to help stave off disease.
It's great to know that as the years go by
I will be really healthy when I die.
In the final weeks of Summer, let's have some fun
Instead of getting baked to a crisp in the sun.
I played video games and swam in the pool,
But I'm still bored and that's not cool.
What should we do? I'm about to flip!
There's one other thing we haven't tried: ROAD TRIP!
Make sure you load your car with snacks and gas:
This is an opportunity that we will not pass.
We could go to Philly or Phoenix, Arizona,
While we're listening to, "My Cherona".
Atlanta, Georgia; Chicago, Illinois;
A trip to Las Vegas, Nevada brings me joy.
There's Denver, Colorado and Memphis, Tennessee;
Or the Statue of Liberty in New York City.
In Florida and California, don't be tardy:
I hear that these states know how to party.
Next up is Boston for their awesome cream pies,
And maybe a Big Mac with unsalted fries.
We'll go to Texas on a shopping spree,
Or visit the White House in Washington, DC.
But it doesn't matter where we go or what we do,
As long as I take this road trip with you.
Yogurt.
"I begin the day buying yogurt in a small favorite grocery store."
Not pizza, nor gatorade.
Bananas
although they are imported from afar and grown in monocultures.
Attract fruit flies in August.
Peaches
locally grown with rainwater. I ate all the farmer's peaches alone
stacking them by the railroad tracks.
Water --
rainwater, tap water, distilled water, carbonated water, spring water ?--
deep gulps, infinite sips.
Nuts
in moderation, or not, unsalted, raw, replacing chips. His bowl
of filberts, almonds, walnuts quiet weekday mornings.
Edible plant parts --
roots, leaves, stems, flowers, fruit, buds. In olive oil
or butter.
Potatoes --
look online how best to prepare. Baked or fried. With a little
fish or meat.
Tea and honey,
play and prayer. Swimming and running,
talking quietly.
Bread?
Bread's possible as the Bible. Each is liable
to bloat us.
Wine and dandelions.
Dandelion wine's Ray Bradbury's story. Cans in a pantry, books on a
shelf
to the end of time.
Pasta
we used to call spaghetti, never noodles. I wonder if I can remember
how to make
grandma's sauce.
Tomatoes --
cherry, grape. Grab God's eye
going by.