I’m in a grumpy humor this morning. I know why. I ate too much coconut cake yesterday. I baked the cake…really cupcakes..for David’s birthday, number 85 which he celebrates this week. Then I ate about half the cupcakes. No, I’m exaggerating, he and I ate half the cupcakes. These cakes are a delicious gluten-free recipe which produces a spongy cake. Tastes good and is delightful to chew. But that’s not all. I made seven-minute fluffy frosting and topped it with coconut. I made two batches of the frosting, the first with Splenda, the second with real Domino sugar. The first failed, the second worked well. But I love the fluffy stuff…reminscent of soft meringues or divinity fudge.
Seven minute icing isn’t fattening, but its loaded with sugar…hence my mood today. Sugar makes me ache all over. And I gained two pounds this week. Bad Dianne…
My mood just brightened. My daughter texted that her hubby will come by this week and trim the rose bush out front. Good, It’s so overgrown (and a climber), it looks like Repunzel lives here. Above is a photo of the Lady Banksia rose bush one spring a few years ago. Its beautiful in springtime, but a pain in the back and shoulders the rest of the year. As you can see we have added extra supports to hold it up. A Lady Banksia in Texas is the largest rose bush in the world.
Part of my bad humor is owing to fruit flies. I don’t know how they found their way into the house, but they found the fruit I had on the kitchen counter and infested it. And they multiply …. like fruit flies.
Remember biology where we learned about population change by reading about fruit flies? Like any creature, they reproduce, then eventually outstrip the resources in their environment. Next comes population collapse. It can happen to any population. Perhaps even humans?
I’m walking around the house and telling each fruit fly.. Die, damn you die, and sometimes I am fast enough to dispatch one.
I found a great book The Improbable Man, by Clive Finlayson. He’s the paleoarcheologist (or biologist?) who recently found cave writing in Gibraltar which he attributes to Neanderthals. (BBC and NYT). His discussion centers around the critical need humans have for water, and how during ancient times they pursued water to the ends of the earth…literally.
Finlayson also argues there is no such thing as modernity, and Neanderthals and all those other human-like primates were not precursors to “modern” humans, but human…like us. Good old Clive (another Oxford guy), he likes to stir things up a bit. Now thinking about the book cheered me up…back to my iPad.