#Poppy Kernel

[winged-tentacle]

Sunpop?

not really ship art, I just think they are silly together :]

[dreamingm4chine]

wanna be my boy best friend

[ohsalome]

What Ukrainians ate to survive Holodomor

(translated excerpts from an Історична Правда article): + images source

The villagers would dig up the holes of the polecats to find at least a handful of grain hidden by these animals. They pounded it in a mortar, added a handful of oilcake (from hemp seed), beetroot, potato peelings, and baked something from this mixture.

Those who managed to hide at least a little grain would grind it in iron mills made from wheel axles and cook "zatyrukha" (a concoction made from a small amount of flour ground from ears of grain).

Acacia flowers were boiled and eaten raw, and green quinoa was mixed with crushed corn cobs. Those who could - and this was considered lucky - added a handful of bran. This food made their feet swell and their skin crack.

The peasants dried the husked ears of corn and millet husks, pounded them, ground them with weeds, and cooked soups and baked pancakes. Such dishes were impossible to chew, the body could not digest them, so people had stomach aches. Pancakes, the so-called "matorzhenyky", were made from oilcake and nettle or plantain.

It went so far that peasants would crumble straw into small chips and pound it in a mortar together with millet and buckwheat chaff, and tree bark. All this was mixed with potato peelings, which were very poisonous, and this mixture was used to bake "bread", the consumption of which caused severe stomach diseases.

There were cases when village activists took away and broke millstones, mortars, poured water on the heat in their ovens. After all, anything found or saved from the food had to be cooked on fire, and matches could only be purchased by bartering for their own belongings or by buying them in the city, which was impossible from villagers that were on "black lists".

Chestnuts, aspen and birch bark, buds, reed roots, hawthorn and rose hips, which were the most delicious, were used as food substitutes; various berries, even poisonous ones, were picked; grass seeds were ground into flour; "honey" from sugar beets was cooked, and water brewed with cherry branches was drunk. They also ate the kernels of sunflower seeds.

Newborns had the worst of it, because their mothers had no breast milk. According to testimonies, a mother would let her child suck the drink from the top of the poppy head, and the child would fall asleep for three days.

In early spring, the villagers began to dig up old potato fields. They would bake dumplings from frozen potatoes, grind rotten potatoes in a mash and make pancakes, greasing the frying pan with wheel grease. They also baked "blyuvaly" (transl. "vomities") from such potatoes and oatmeal mixed with water, which was so called because they were very smelly.

They ate mice, rats, frogs, hedgehogs, snakes, beetles, ants, worms, i.e. things that weren't a part of food bans and had never been eaten by people before. The horror of the famine is also evidenced by the consumption of spiders, which are forbidden to kill in Ukrainian society for ritual reasons.

In some areas, slugs were boiled into a soup, and the cartilaginous meat was chopped and mixed with leaves. This prevented swelling of the body and contributed to survival. People caught tadpoles, frogs, lizards, turtles, and mollusks. They boiled them, adding a little salt if there was salt. The starving people caught cranes, storks, and herons, which have been protected in Ukraine for centuries, and their nests were never destroyed. According to folk beliefs, eating stork meat was equated with cannibalism.

The consumption of horse meat began in 1931, before the mass famine. People used to take dead horsemeat from the cemeteries at night, make jelly out of it and salt it for future use.

Dead horses were poured with carbolic acid to prevent people from taking their meat, but it hardly stopped anybody. Dead collective farm pigs were also doused with kerosene to prevent people from dismantling them for food, but this did not help either.

After long periods of starvatiom, the process of digestion is very costing for the human body, and many people who would eat anything would drop dead immediately out of exhaustion.

If a family had a cow hidden somewhere in the forest, they had a chance to survive. People living near forests could hunt/seek out berries and mushrooms, but during winter this wouldn't save them. People living near rivers could fish in secret, but it was banned and punishable by imprisonment/death.

[necrotech-puppywitch]

Intro - whoami

Salutations? I am necrotech-puppywitch aka morrogos aka Morrigan. Currently living the cyberpunk life (surviving off of "contracting" remotely while studying two degrees and running all my stuff off of salvaged and resurrected tech while still barely paying for rent and fighting my cornucopia of demons).

Note: I CANT DONATE IM BARELY GETTING BY MYSELF

TERFS FUCK OFF TO HELL

Blm, 🇵🇸, Trans rights are human rights, fuck capitalism, fuck fascism, fuck right wing bullshit, abolish ALL borders, healthcare is a human right not a business model

I use Arch btw (custom hardened kernel) with Hyprland because GET GOOD

>blog - this blog is my personal blog, sometimes i do horny posting/ reblogging, usually just random pictures and thoughts from day to day life, occassionally an essay or a poem or a snippet of something I am working on (could be art, could be journalling, could be code, who knows)

> pronouns - she/ they/ it

>id - trans fem demisexual poly sapphic leaning (check back on that last one in six months) nonbinary creature of the night waiting to rip out your throat :3

>autistic? Very

>music - Dazey and the Scouts, Avril Lavigne, Night Tapes, carolesdaughter, GRLwood, Destroy Boys, chloe moriondo, Halsey, Jazmin Bean, KiNG MALA, Leanna Firestone, Paramore, PERTUBATOR, Pretty Sick, Poppy, Mommy Long Legs, Bikini Kill, Royal & the Serpent, Sir Chloe, Skating Polly, TAELA, awfultune, Rare Americans, dacelynn, Mountain Goats, Penelope Scott, wallows, cavetown, ethel cain, Bloodwitch, Atlad Ivy

>intr - fungi, digital art, computers, diy tech, resurrecting dead computers from the dump (every device I own is either one ive repaired from there or something 3rd or 4th hand), capture the flags, args, piracy, philosophy, poetry, cozy horror writing, books, bug bounties, maldev, old books (I love old book smell), FOSS, making synth music, old b grade horror movies, cozy horror, furry stuff

>fvfds - sushi, karage chicken, chicken nuggies, baguettes, cheese melts, mie goreng noodles, brisket

>fvmedia - Scoobey Doo Mystery Incorporated (animated show), Harley Quinn (the 2019 show), She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018), LOONEY TUNES MY BELOVED!, Creature from the Black Lagoon, Gravity Falls, Rick and Morty (I know I know it sucks whatever), Watchmen, literally anything Studio Ghibli, Serial Experiments Lain (she just like me fr), wargames (both movies, the dead code is a comedy and underrated), Lisa Frankenstein, Strange Darling (LITERALLY GOALS), Hilda, Atomic Blonde, TRON Legacy, House on Haunted Hill (the original), Re-Animator (he did nothing wrong fr fr), the Fear Street Trilogy (the lighting is delicious!), Pantheon, ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK? (I grew up on the 90s series, love it), Black Lagoon, Guillermo Del Torro's Cabinet of Curiosities, Dracula (1931, Bella Legosi is amazing), all the scream movies (yes they are terrible, I love them for it), Atlantis (the disney one, I just like the aesthetics of and the submarine is so so cool it just tickles my brain right), gingersnaps, the creepshow trilogy, the owl house, Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow, psycho, series of unfortunate events, I am not okay with this, goonies, the iron giant, Ulysses 31, Last Night in Soho

>vgmes - Faith: The Unholy Trinity, Minecraft, CS2 (I miss csgo, cs2 is worse, I also miss the old overwatch), Stardew Valley, Cyberpunk 2077, Orwell, Oneshot, Party Hard, Fallout New Vegas, Fallout 4, Payday 2, Life Is Strange, The Sims 4, Crusader Kings 2, CELESTE MY BELOVED (that made me cry TwT), Mother Russia Bleeds,

>fvprintmedia - courtney crumrin, goosebumps horrorland, the amulet series, the domino comics, the graveyard book, tales of the cthulhu mythos, the sandman comics (the 40s and 50s one, I have a mega edition with all the comics of the old sandman), the phantom of the opera, wuthering heights, the mysterious island, the Fall of the House of Usher, the picture of dorian grey, bodies from the library, psycho, series of unfortunate events,

> ask me about? Anything, i am so so bored please interact with me

> colours - greens, purples, lots of black, pastel pinks, but mainly blacks

>will I break your knee caps? Yes, yes I will. I am a violence enjoyer and a massive masochist

>I reallly hate going to the vet TwT

[travelingthief]

Demeter Devotional Acts and Offerings

Devotional Acts

Cook a meal/Bake

Forage

Go to a corn field/corn maze

Tend to a garden

Keep indoor plants

Join a community garden

Volunteer/work on a farm

Honor the seasons

Watch the leaves fall mindfully

Pick up litter

Pray before meals

Learn your local fauna, flowers, and wooded areas

Volunteer at food banks

Access food pantries/other resources if you need them

Keep a recipe book

Take a hike

Donate food

Plant local wildflowers

Shop locally

Learn what crops your state/area specializes in

Eat healthy (for your body! This looks different for everyone!)

Bake bread

Make beer

Harvest fruits/vegetables

Play farming simulation games

Tour a farm

Eat mindfully

Learn the life cycles of various crops, plants, and trees

Have a community/family meal

Stick to a grocery budget

Make flower crowns

Offerings

Fruits/vegetables

Beer

Barley

Wheat

Rice

Corn

Herbs

Gourds

Squashes

Cereals

Popcorn kernels

Quinoa

Rye/rye bread

Buckwheat

Cuscus

Dry pastas

Seeds

Flowers

Grass

Flour

Sugar

Poppies

Oats/oatmeal

Farm equipment/souvenirs

Farm animal imagery/products

Horse imagery

Autumn/harvest imagery

Pumpkin scented items

Golden objects

Swords/sickles/axes imagery

Snake skin

Flower crowns

Leaves

Homemade baked goods/meals

[witchtickles]

Cerridwen

Deity Of: Magic, wisdom, transformation, poetry, creativity, herbalism Animals: white pig, crow, hen, hare Crystals: moonstone, selenite Herbs & Trees: vervain, wheat, barley, oak, poppy Favorite Offerings: grains, acorns, pork, vervain leaves Symbols: Cauldron, white sow, grain

Cerridwen was an enchantress from Welsh legend and the mother of a beautiful daughter, Creirwy, and a hideous son, Morfran. Cerridwen knew that her son would never be accepted because of his looks, so she sought to make a potion that would make him the wisest man alive in compensation.

She began to brew a potion in her magical cauldron that would grant her son the gift of wisdom and poetic inspiration, also called Awen. The potion had to brew for a year and a day, so she set a blind man named Morda to tend the fire, and a young boy named Gwion Bach to stir the potion. Once completed, the first three drops would grant the gift of Awen and the rest was fatal poison.

On the final day of the brewing, when the potion was ready, the boy spilled three drops of it onto his thumb. Instinctively, he put his thumb in his mouth to sooth the burn, thus consuming the wisdom and inspiration meant for Morfran. Understanding what he had done, Gwion Bach fled to avoid Cerridwen's anger.

She gave chase, and using the powers of the potion, Gwion Bach attempted to elude her by transforming into a series of animals. He became a hare and Cerridwen became a greyhound. He became a salmon and jumped into the river, and she became an otter. He became a sparrow and she became a hawk. Finally, he turned into a single kernel of corn and Cerridwen turned into a hen and ate him.

Because of the potion, he was not destroyed and instead Cerridwen became pregnant. She vowed to kill him when he was born, but the baby was so beautiful that she could not bring herself to do it. Instead, she placed the baby in a coracle and pushed him out to sea. He was rescued on the Welsh shore by a prince and grew up to become the legendary bard, Taliesin.

[autumncottageattic]

countryhomemagazine

"To Autumn" by John Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,

And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

Until they think warm days will never cease,

For summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?

Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find

Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,

Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;

Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,

Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook

Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:

And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep

Steady thy laden head across a brook;

Or by a cider-press, with patient look,

Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?

Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—

While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,

And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;

Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn

Among the river sallows, borne aloft

Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;

And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;

Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft

The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,

And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

[onenakedfarmer]

JOHN KEATS “To Autumn”

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm’d their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep, Drows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers: And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours. Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,– While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

[autumnmylife]

To Autumn-John Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

   Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

   With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,

   And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

      To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

   With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

Until they think warm days will never cease,

      For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?

   Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find

Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,

   Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;

Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,

   Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook

      Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:

And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep

   Steady thy laden head across a brook;

   Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,

      Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they?

   Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—

While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,

   And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;

Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn

   Among the river sallows, borne aloft

      Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;

And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;

   Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft

   The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;

      And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

[ahealth-life]

Dana Cree’s Popcorn Ice Cream Recipe: A Unique Flavor Experience https://itsafabulouslife.com/dana-crees-popcorn-ice-cream-recipe-a-unique-flavor-experience/ Dana Cree is known for her innovative gourmet ice cream creations. Her popcorn ice cream recipe blends buttered popcorn flavour with creamy sweetness. This unique dessert started as a birthday surprise for her partner's mother.Cree's pastry chef background and time at Poppy restaurant shaped this remarkable dessert. She expertly balances buttery, salty popcorn notes with rich, creamy ice cream sweetness.The key to Cree's popcorn ice cream is her careful technique. She pops corn kernels in clarified butter, infusing flavours into the cream base. This step captures the authentic buttered popcorn taste in the ice cream mixture.The result is a delightful dessert that showcases homemade ice cream's versatility. It offers an unexpected twist on traditional popcorn-flavoured treats.The Story Behind Dana Cree's Innovative Ice Cream CreationDana Cree has revolutionised ice cream making with her unique approach. Her cookbook, "Hello, My Name is Ice Cream," won the 2018 International Association

[moroccancosmeticsproducts]

Moroccan Natural Beauty Products – A Timeless Secret for Radiant Skin

Morocco is renowned for its natural beauty secrets, passed down through generations. From the exotic scents of Aker Fassi to the deep nourishment of argan oil, Moroccan beauty products are made from pure, organic ingredients that enhance skin and hair naturally.

Why Choose Moroccan Natural Beauty Products?

🌿 100% Natural & Organic – Free from harsh chemicals and made with plant-based ingredients. 💆‍♀️ Deep Nourishment – Packed with essential nutrients for skin and hair. ✨ Multi-Purpose Use – Many Moroccan natural beauty products offer benefits for both skincare and haircare. 🕌 Cultural Heritage – Traditional recipes handcrafted using age-old techniques.

Popular Moroccan Beauty Products & Their Benefits

🌿 Argan Oil – "Liquid Gold"

Extracted from the kernels of the argan tree, this deeply hydrating oil is packed with Vitamin E and fatty acids, making it perfect for moisturizing skin, reducing wrinkles, and adding shine to hair.

💄 Aker Fassi (Moroccan Lipstick & Blush)

Made from poppy flower petals and pomegranate peel, Aker Fassi provides a long-lasting, natural tint for lips and cheeks while offering antioxidant benefits.

🧖‍♀️ Rhassoul Clay – The Ultimate Detox

This mineral-rich volcanic clay is used in face masks and hair treatments to remove impurities, tighten pores, and improve skin elasticity.

🛁 Black Soap (Beldi Soap)

A natural exfoliating soap made from olive oil and eucalyptus, it deeply cleanses and preps the skin for a Moroccan Hammam experience.

🍯 Rose Water – The Skin Refresher

Extracted from Damask roses, Moroccan rose water soothes, hydrates, and tones the skin while giving a refreshing glow.

🐝 Moroccan Honey & Beeswax Skincare

Used in traditional remedies, Moroccan honey is rich in antibacterial and healing properties, making it an essential ingredient for hydrating and repairing the skin.

Experience the Magic of Moroccan Beauty

Embrace the power of nature and tradition with Moroccan natural beauty products. Whether you’re looking for hydration, anti-aging, or skin purification, these products offer a chemical-free, holistic approach to beauty.

[paintedbirds-worldbuilding]

MRE menu of choice:

For this project, MREs follow the 2021 MRE menu plan outlined here: https://www.mreinfo.com/mre-menus-2021/

Due to the lack of notable name-brand candies, the in-setting options are as follows (Only look through if you don't want to just go through the site, and replace name brands with a description):

Menu 1:

Chili with Beans Cheddar Cheese Spread Vegetable Crackers Cornbread Pepperoni Pizza Cheese Filled Crackers Carb-Fortified Grape Beverage Powder A

Menu 2:

Shredded Beef in Barbecue Sauce Apple, Strawberry, and Carrot Fruit Puree Squeeze Jalapeño Cheddar Cheese Spread Tortillas Cinnamon Bun Chocolate Hazelnut Protein Drink Powder B

Menu 3:

Chicken, Egg Noodles, and Vegetables in Sauce Applesauce with Raspberry Puree Crackers Peanut Butter Apple Jelly Fruit-flavored sugar candies Carb-Fortified Tropical Punch Beverage powder Powdered Hot Sauce A

Menu 4:

Spaghetti with Beef and Sauce Chocolate Chip Toaster Pastry Cheddar Cheese Spread Italian Bread Sticks Dried Raisins Chocolate Hazelnut Protein Drink Powder Sugar-Free Lemonade Beverage Base B

Menu 5:

Chicken Chunks Apple Cinnamon Pastry Bar Cheddar Cheese Spread Tortillas Toasted Corn Kernels, Barbecue Teriyaki Beef Sticks Carb and Electrolyte-Fortified Fruit Punch Beverage Powder Barbeque Sauce B

Menu 6:

Beef Taco Filling Santa Fe Rice and Beans Cheddar Cheese Spread Tortillas, Whole Grain Nut, Fruit, and Chocolate Trail Mix Sugar-Free Orange Beverage Base A

Menu 7:

Beef Strips in Tomato Sauce Chocolate Pudding Peanut Butter White Wheat Snack Bread Blackberry Preserves Peppermint Candy Rings Tropical Blend Fruit and Vegetable Smoothies B

Menu 8:

Meatballs in Marinara Sauce Cherry, Blueberry Cobbler Chocolate Chip Cookie Jalapeno Cheddar Cheese Spread Italian Bread Sticks Teriyaki Beef Sticks Carb and Electrolyte-Fortified Orange Beverage Powder B

Menu 9:

Beef Stew Vanilla Pound Cake Multigrain Snack Bread Peanut Butter Grape Jelly Sour Fruit-flavored sugar candies Carb-Fortified Lemon-Lime Beverage Powder 4 Packets of Extra Hot Hot Sauce A

Menu 10:

Chili and Macaroni Lemon Poppy Seed Pound Cake Jalapeno Cheddar Cheese Spread Vegetable Crackers Teriyaki Beef Sticks Cherry Twizzlers, Bit Size Carb and Electrolyte Orange Beverage Powder 4 Packets of Extra Hot Hot Sauce B

Menu 11:

Cheese Pizza Slice Carb-Fortified Applesauce Chocolate Pastry Bar Chunky Peanut Butter Crackers Jalapeno Cashews Lemon-Lime Beverage Base Crushed Red Pepper A

Menu 12:

Elbow Macaroni in Tomato Sauce Barbecue Protein Puffs Applesauce with Mango and Peach Puree Peanut Butter Strawberry Preserves Itty Bitty Loaf of Whole Wheat Bread Chocolate Protein Drink Powder Crushed Red Pepper A

Menu 13:

Cheese Tortellini in Tomato Sauce Dry Roasted Peanuts Chocolate Peanut Spread Crackers Trail Mix Carb and Electrolyte-Fortified Lemon-Lime Beverage Powder Crushed Red Pepper B

Menu 14:

Mexican Rice and Bean Bowl Cranberry-Raspberry Pastry Bar Peanut Butter Crackers Honey Mustard Pretzel Nuggets Chocolate Protein Drink Powder Powdered Hot Sauce A

Menu 15:

Mexican Style Chicken Stew Banana and Pumpkin Fruit Puree Squeeze Cheddar Cheese Filled Pretzels Jalapeno Cheddar Cheese Spread Crackers Chocolate Pastry Bar Spice Blend B

Menu 16:

Chicken Burrito Bowl Trail Mix Chocolate Chip Toaster Pastry Whole Grain Tortillas Cheddar Cheese Spread Powdered Hot Sauce Carb-Fortified Orange Beverage Powder B

Menu 17:

Maple Pork Sausage Patty Hash Brown Potatoes with Bacon, Peppers, and Onions Granola with Milk and Blueberries Maple Muffin Top Smoked Almonds Carb and Electrolyte-Fortified Grape Beverage Powder Maple Syrup A

Menu 18:

Beef Ravioli in Meat Sauce Salted Caramel Marshmallow Crisp Bar Cheddar Cheese Spread Italian Bread Sticks Chocolates Carb and Electrolyte-Fortified Fruit Punch Beverage Powder 4 Packets of Extra Hot Hot Sauce B

Menu 19:

Jalapeno Pepper Jack Beef Patty, Grilled Au Gratin Potatoes Chocolate Chunk Oatmeal Cookies Bacon Cheddar Cheese Spread Tortillas Peanut Chocolates Sugar-Free Orange Beverage Base Barbeque Sauce Mayonanaise A

Menu 20:

Italian Sausage with Peppers and Onions in Marinara Sauce Trail Mix and Jerky Dried Cranberries Cheddar Cheese Spread Crackers Dry Roasted Peanuts Sugar-Free Orange Beverage Base A

Menu 21:

Lemon Pepper Tuna Marble Pound Cake Cheddar Cheese Spread Tortillas Cheddar Baked Snack Crackers Carb Fortified Lemon-Lime Beverage Powder Peanut Chocolates Mayonnaise B

Menu 22:

Beef Goulash Carb Fortified Applesauce Chunky Peanut Butter Strawberry Preserves Itty Bitty Loaf of Whole Wheat Bread Patriotic Sugar Cookies Carb-Fortified Orange Beverage Powder B

Menu 23:

Pepperoni Pizza Slice Apples in Spiced Sauce Jalapeno Cheddar Cheese Spread Vegetable Crackers Oatmeal Cookie Chocolate Protein Drink Powder Lemonade Beverage Base A

Menu 24:

Southwest Style Beef and Black Beans with Sauce Cherry Blueberry Cobbler Applesauce Pound Cake Teriyaki Beef Sticks Cheddar Cheese Spread Chipotle Tortillas Lemon-Lime Beverage Base A

A:

Coffee, Creamer, Sugar, Towelette, Salt

B:

Matches, Towelette, Salt

[crispinablr]

Flower plates

Sweet Rose Omelette Ingredients (serves four) 6 eggs, 2 tablespoons of sugar, 10 mint leaves, 3 roses, 2 tablespoons of extra virgin olive oil.

Preparation Beat the eggs with the sugar. Cut the rose petals into strips, chop the mint, and add everything to the eggs. Cook an omelette in a non-stick pan, preferably greased with oil. Decorate it with rose petals and mint leaves.

Wildflower Salad Ingredients 100g (3.5 oz) lettuce, 100g (3.5 oz) of a small zucchini, and a carrot cut into very thin strips, 3 tablespoons of corn kernels, two handfuls of wildflower petals (poppies, cornflowers, daisies), salt, oil, lemon, and chili.

Preparation Wash the vegetables and dry them. Season them with oil, lemon juice, salt, and chili. Mix well. Wash the petals and let them dry between two cloths. Decorate the salad with the petals before serving.

Violets in Syrup Ingredients Fresh violets, cane sugar, 1 egg, 1 pastry brush.

Preparation Remove the stems from the violets. Dip the pastry brush in egg white and paint the flowers. Cover the violets with cane sugar. Place them on a rack to drain well. After half an hour, the violets will be hard and ready to eat. You can store them in airtight glass jars. They are perfect for decorating cakes and ice creams!

[culturevulturette]

TO AUTUMN Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers: And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.

Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

John Keats

[deceasedcharmofthebourgeoisie]

To Autumn By John Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers: And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cyder-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours. Where are the songs of spring? Ay, Where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

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"To Autumn" by John Keats (1820)

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,   Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless   With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,   And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;     To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells   With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease,     For summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?   Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,   Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,   Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook     Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers: And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep    Steady thy laden head across a brook;   Or by a cider-press, with patient look,     Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?   Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,— While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,   And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn   Among the river sallows, borne aloft     Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;   Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft   The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,     And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.