I found an appealing recipe for Cuban Black Beans and Rice a few weeks ago. It landed in my “pile” and eventually was able to make the jump from my desk to my kitchen counter. It was OK. I got it from one of the diabetes support resources I have – one of many that I get (for free! Woohoo!) – as a diabetes educator. Some are fabulous and others, like this one, make me wonder if a) anyone actually made this recipe before they published it; b) they think that people with diabetes don’t have taste buds; or c) anyone actually made this recipe before they published it. Even with some heavy tweaking on my part it was a bit “meh”. I love beans and rice recipes, though, so I’m planning on doing my own version of it in a few weeks. Gotta finish eating this batch first.
So instead of a recipe I’m posting pictures from a recent tromp around the trails this past weekend. My friend Abby and I went on a walk last week and passed by some gorgeous, green landscapes and I swore I would get back there with my camera before the scene changed. Spring is so fickle I always feel like you have to be a little carpe diem with it. If it’s going to be 70-something degrees tonight, then we’re going to do fire pit tonight. If it’s not supposed to rain this morning, then I’m going for a run this morning. If you see a shot you want to take, well then you better figure out a way in your schedule to get back out there now, because in a few days it’s going to be a whole other animal (or vegetable or mineral)…just like the overnight temps have dropped into the 40s and the clouds are choosing to dump rain on us for the next…ten…days.