Is not this lily pure?
What fuller can procure
A white so perfect, spotless clear
As in this flower doth appear?
~ Francis Quarles
(English poet and devotional writer - 1592 - 1644)
AUTUMN DINNER ~ ROASTED SAGE SPAGHETTI SQUASH With GUYERE, SAUTÉED FRESH GARLIC, PARSLEY and TOASTED PINE NUTS
“Welcome sweet November, the season of senses and my favorite month of all.” ― Gregory F. Lenz November Sunset (Hubbard Lake, MI) ROASTED SAGE SPAGHETTI SQUASH With GUYERE, SAUTÉED FRESH GARLIC, PARSLEY and TOASTED PINE NUTS ~ Delightful autumn dinner slightly adapted from pinch of yum . 1 halved and seeded spaghetti squash Extra-virgin olive oil coarse salt & freshly ground black pepper to taste 2-3 minced cloves garlic 2 tsp. white balsamic vinegar 1 cup minced fresh parsley 2 Tbsp. chopped fresh sage or 2 tsp. dried 1 cup grated Gruyere cheese 1/2 - 3/4 cup toasted pine nuts Preheat oven to 375º. Rub squash with olive oil and sprinkle with coarse salt and freshly ground pepper. Place cut side down on sprayed rimmed baking sheet and roast for 25-30 minutes or until fork tender. Let cool until able to handle and scrape inside with a fork and pull strands away from ski...
Comments
I love your white lily, and the poem/prose you added to the post. It's so nice to come here and see that today:)
Jan
Marnie
Like the others, I loved the poem with the photo. i think it is so interesting that this poem was from the 17th century.
Have a great day
:)
Philip
Katarina
Thanks Marnie ~ do hope you're staying warm ... isn't this snow something else ... both bold & beautiful. You got hit again also, didn't you?
Hi Nancy and thank you .... as always, you're a welcoming gift.
I liked the fit also, Philip. Thank you for your kind thoughts.
Thanks Racquel ~ the essence of both seemed to fit beautifully.
Actually no, Rose ~ it was my Easter lily that my dear husband held in the snow for my photo shoot. Just thought it would be a great contrast to the previous fog post.
Thanks Katarina ~ a great compliment since you do both so well :)
Another big thank you to you, dear Tyra ~ the 'Queen of Perfection' :)
You are most kind, dear Marysol. You can butter me up all you want but I'm still popping in for a slice of your warm Sweet Potato Bread with Cinnamon Rum-Orange Glaze on the way home (if we make it since you scared me about being snowed in). Now how do I get there again? I lost your directions :)