Kidnapping Rawdorable (or, ShannonMarie springs loose with Spirited Bliss)

So, once more I made the trek out to Spirit Bliss Farm to see Jeff and Helen, pick up my order from Natural Zing, meet up with twitter friends @aromantic, @blaqberry, and her hubs, Alien Implant. I brought my friend ShannonMarie, a little rawdorable girl from my neck of the woods. She's a busy wife and mama and can't usually get away on a Saturday. A very special thanks to her hubs for giving up one of their special "SaturDate Evenings" so we could stay and play.

We had our cameras out and ready to collect the digital memories. Once more, I forgot to wear black, haha. We ate, and ate, and ate some more! Jeff gave us some wonderful goodies to sample and take home with us(thanks Jeff!)

I know! I know! There were more raw dishes besides pies, ice cream, and brownies... I took pics of them, too. Although they each tasted really good, they each just photographed like typical green salads.

We found fresh fruit dishes every where! Different flavored kale chips, and even a peach cobbler with a secret ingredient! mmm. Shannon brought fresh peaches, Blaqberry brought freshly made almond milk and apple cinnamon crackers. I made a Maple Dragonfruit Pie. I was amazed that it lasted the hot car ride. I've posted the recipe at the bottom.

I went outside, admired the ginormous rainbarrel, reminding me of a childhood song(Seriously, I have no idea who these people are). As we explored, we found yellow tomatoes, a few different apple trees, and several kinds of pear trees. Peppers, okra(really pretty, but I still can't get past the slime), miles of cucumber plants, and the healthiest kale I've ever seen!

We were all smiling and enjoying each other's healthy company. 

We definitely had the glow going on.

We spent a great deal of time investigating 

the herbs, veggies, and fruits going on there.

Blaq Berry found a ball and was kicking it around with her hubs. 

We discovered strange bugs, long shadows, and swingsets.

Our raw food meet-up wouldn't be complete without the Raw-Fu pose. I really need to come up with a more flattering stance. 

After dark we asked Jeff about the sounds we heard coming from his back yard. It sounded like a yapping coyote. His guess was maybe a fox? We ventured out into the dark, listening to sounds while spotting bats flitting about overhead. Eeek! As he lead us further and further from the house, we nervously joked about how creepy it was getting and we wondered if he had a dark side we didn't know about... cue the ominous music-Dun, dun, dun...

Before we said our goodbyes(hours later), Jeff took us out on one more wild walk into the darkness. Since he brought us back safely once before, we trusted him again. He said that there were blackberries all over the edge of the woods. None of us had flashlights so we took pictures, then examined the tiny LCD screen to see if we could find an occasional berry in the shot! Good thing there was a big bowlful of already picked berries in the kitchen. Yum!

Mrs. RawbinSan's Maple Dragon Fruit Pie:

Filling whipped up in high powered blender:

1 pkg dragon fruit

3 young thai coconuts (meat only) 

1/4 cup maple syrup

1 vanilla bean

1/2 tsp sea salt

Crust mixed up in food processor (two options make for different flavors)

Option one- 

1/2 cup almonds(ground to powder)

1/2 cup pecans(ground to powder)

1/2 cup dates (soaked briefly)

2 TB cocoa(or raw cacao) powder

1/4 tsp sea salt

Option two-

1/2 cup dates (soaked briefly) 

1/2 cup almond pulp(leftover from almond milk)

1/2 cup dried shredded coconut

1/4 tsp sea salt

I'd like to live to be 99 years old, too!

My paternal grandparents were avid gardeners. Growing up, I was fortunate to have them right next door. During the summer I'd walk next door to visit and see what they were working on. My grandmother, we called her Mimi, had the most beautiful flower gardens, was president of a garden club, and passed much of what she knew on to my sister. I didn't pay attention, but my sister is slowly passing on this information to me in my old ages. My grandfather, we called him Grandaddy, had his Gi-Normous garden for fruits and veggies. It was lined with fruit trees, grape vines, and blackberry bushes. 

They both worked the garden all summer long. There were usually things to snack on throughout the summer. Each time I'd visit them while they were working in the garden, Mimi would point out what was ripening and send me home with something. There were 2 long rows of strawberries(Mimi made the best strawberry preserves), the blackberries were the biggest I've ever seen (or maybe I'm just remembering from a child's perspective) there were cherries on the cherry tree. There was a pear tree, but it was years before I noticed a pear on it. There were always huge, salty, red tomatoes. They grew asparagus, but I liked to pick the little red berries off the asparagus plants for my horse models. They looked like perfect mini apples. I'd sit out on the porch with Mimi, pulling the stringy ends off the green beans. Kale was usually on the dinner table every time we gathered there for dinner. The corn was silverqueen, silvery sweet, dainty little kernels. The grapes straight off the vines were a dark greenish purple, warm and sweet and juicy... I couldn't ever decide about the grapes, though. Was I supposed to eat the skin and spit out the seeds, or swallow the seeds and spit out the skin? I always tried them both ways. Equally satisfying. Not at all like the cold tart grapes I find at the store. The apple tree was right by the dock. It had golden apples ready to pick right before we'd head out on the boat.

At 99 years old, Grandaddy outlived Mimi by nearly 18 years. The garden is a patch of green grass now, the vines were cut down, the fruit trees are gone. At my sister's house, there are fruit trees and gardens and flowers everywhere... and, in her, our grandparents live on. I can still call her to ask questions like, "When should I plant this?" or, "How did Grandaddy plant the tomato plants?" 

As I work on my little garden of 20'x30', it gives me some longing for my grandparents, but also warm feelings from happy memories. I used my horses to graze down the tallest grass, tilled it, hoed it, raked it, and then planted the veggies that I know I can grow... sort of. My daughter, Willow, helped water, while I spread out the straw to keep down the weeds or keep the mud down, or something like that... it looks tidy anyway. I planted kale, tomatoes, sweet onions, cucumbers, zucchini, yellow squash, red, yellow and green peppers, and there's one asparagus plant came back from last year.

Once Grandaddy said to me, "I don't live to eat, I eat to live." In an attempt to reprogram my eating habits and cravings, I'm going to do a JuiceFeast. On June 1st, I'm beginning a 92 day juice feast. This is in an attempt to re-program my eating habits. It ends early enough that I'll be back on regular raw food in time for the Raw Spirit Festival. I'll be a volunteer there(because I have the energy and good health -or- because I can). I already have my plane tickets and hotel room! I feel that this will begin the final part of my raw food journey, as I learn from these raw foodists around me the way of healthy life, peaceful acceptance, and the many other highlights I'm only just beginning to understand.