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Sunday, 27 September 2009

Of clementines and chestnuts

Warm and sunny with not a cloud in the azure-blue. High of about 25°.

Today is the birthday of American journalist Clementine Paddleford (1900-1967). For the sheer Victorian exuberance of his name alone he should be famous. I also quite like this sentiment:

"Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be."

It should be inscribed in gold lettering on special greetings cards, to be sent to offspring who show signs of believing that they deserve to be owners of a.) a horse, b.) a car, c.) other, but that they need do nothing to contribute to their purchase or upkeep.


Today is also the second birthday of A View from Carmine Superiore. To celebrate, last night we had our first chestnut roast of the season. The children collected chestnuts fallen from our own tree, and we roasted them over a raging fire made of wood cut and hauled with our own hands. They were followed down the hatch with wild boar salami, and for dessert we tasted M's delicious chestnut-flour chocolate torte.



Autumn is here!

Showing posts with label Clementine Paddleford. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clementine Paddleford. Show all posts

Sunday, 27 September 2009

Of clementines and chestnuts

Warm and sunny with not a cloud in the azure-blue. High of about 25°.

Today is the birthday of American journalist Clementine Paddleford (1900-1967). For the sheer Victorian exuberance of his name alone he should be famous. I also quite like this sentiment:

"Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be."

It should be inscribed in gold lettering on special greetings cards, to be sent to offspring who show signs of believing that they deserve to be owners of a.) a horse, b.) a car, c.) other, but that they need do nothing to contribute to their purchase or upkeep.


Today is also the second birthday of A View from Carmine Superiore. To celebrate, last night we had our first chestnut roast of the season. The children collected chestnuts fallen from our own tree, and we roasted them over a raging fire made of wood cut and hauled with our own hands. They were followed down the hatch with wild boar salami, and for dessert we tasted M's delicious chestnut-flour chocolate torte.



Autumn is here!