bubbles.

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how many bubbles are in a glass of champagne?

french researcher, gerard liger-belair

has spent more than 15 years studying the drink

and has released his best guess:

2,000,000.

that is science, trial and error, trying until you get it right.

in support of his very thorough study,

I may be conducting my own research this evening. 

 

 “champagne…it gives you the impression that every day is sunday.”

– marlene detrich

 

 

 credits: veuve cliquot vintage ad, Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences, bbc

grand symphony.

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sonic lunch

a free concert series

thanks to a collaboration between

a local radio station and a local bank

always brings the city together

for a shared experience

the light, the music, the bubbles, the dancing, the company

the break from work, stress, life, worries, routines

 at least for a little while

once each summer week

shaed performs for a welcoming crowd

 

“we are each but a quarter note in a grand symphony.”

-guy laliberte

 

 

 

 

 

liberty plaza, ann arbor, mi, usa – august 2019

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“two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves. 

they flickered out saying: 

“It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that rainbow thirty seconds.” 

 -carl sandburg

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

image credits: thaths, flickr, mental floss

valhalla.

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scottish children gave their goldfish a viking funeral

most people could only be so lucky as to receive the kind of funeral that two goldfish in the scottish isle of orkney were given by some children who were learning about vikings.

the pair of classroom mascots, bubbles and freddy, belonged to the 3rd and 4th grade classes of the papdale school in the town of kirkwall, according to the BBC. the fish had been with the students for a few months, but died about a week before the kids were due to learn about the vikings, so it was decided that they would send the pets to valhalla with a viking funeral.
the students created a small fleet of miniature coffin boats to send off the deceased, fashioned out of cereal boxes and egg crates. they also wrote and recited their favorite memories about bubbles and freddy. finally, they led a funeral procession to a nearby stream where the boats were put in the water, and the lead vessel was set on fire.

may bubbles and freddy forever swim in the halls of their warrior heaven, valhalla.

“to live in the hearts we leave behind is to live forever.”

― carl sagan

credits: bbc scotland news, e. grundhauser

the most remarkable thing about my mother is that for thirty years she served the family nothing but leftovers. the original meal has never been found. – calvin trillin

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hotdish there was a time

years ago

when there was not much money

but lots of imagination

and my three growing daughters

and so

the special casseroles were born

along with their legends

jewel of the sea

(tuna, old noodles, mushroom soup, peas and crushed potato chips on top)

‘it’s what the mermaids eat.’

cluck-a-doodle-doo

(same as the recipe above, just sub in chicken in a can for the tuna)

‘the crunchy bits on top (stale potato chips), are the special part of this secret recipe. it’s what the farmers eat.’

cowboy roundup 

(cut up leftover hot dogs, beans, cheese, ketchup, mustard)

‘it’s what the cowboys eat on the trail, during the big roundup.’

just mix everything together

make something new out of them

turn them into a collage of food

give it all a name

create a story

bake it for a while

until it bubbles

scoop it out

eat until full.

‘yes, you can mix green beans, onion soup and ketchup,

it’s one of the most popular casseroles in the world.

not everyone gets the chance to eat this’

and we ate

and we were full

though there was

a bit of rebellion

and some questions

and organized sentinel duty

at times

‘let’s take turns standing by mom when she makes the chili.

 make sure she doesn’t put anything weird in it. 

don’t leave her side for a minute. 

you’re the youngest, you go first.’

yet we all lived to tell.

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happy mother’s day

to my three daughters

who are all now mothers themselves

and wonderful cooks

and to all of the

other mothers out there

and those who now have

or have had mothers

and mother figures

in their lives

may you always find a way to feed your brood

with creativity

with whatever food you have

and

with much love.

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images: googleimages, pinterest.com

spending the day with thing one and thing two

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it’s early

and mom

has headed off

for her first day ever

teaching school

so

peaches

is over

 playing

with

babies j & b

and

already

all of the cans

are out

to make music

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and bubbles

are

all over the kitchen

from making

bubble soup

and

cupcakes with sprinkles

and

goldfish crackers

are for breakfast

and it’s not even

time for our

tie-dye

adventure

yet

hopefully

mom’s home a bit late

for

it’s a cat in the hat kind of day

in the house

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credit: ‘the cat in the hat’ – dr. seuss

Grandmas are moms with lots of frosting. ~ Author Unknown



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middle daughter h, brought grandbabies j and b to ann arbor to visit me (peaches), for the day.

and what an adventure it turned out to be. 

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we began the day with a bit of chocolate for breakfast at our favorite local bakery.Image

 

we stopped by for a book reading and a bit of play at our favorite book shop.

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after a pizza and pop lunch we strolled right onto the edge of our town’s annual hashbash,

where we met a blue and purple dog and lots of friendly hippies of all ages.

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and chased giant magic bubbles all over the diag.

and we saw a drone overhead and it looked like a scary flying spider.

and two of us ran into each other.

and one of us threw up after all the junk food and excitement.

and we went to the park and got wet and sandy.

and then some of us were really, really tired.

but not peaches.

and we were all still smiling.

it was a day.

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My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty.

She’s ninety-seven now, and we don’t know where the hell she is. ~ Ellen DeGeneres