L20 Blog:

“The sea bean is a succulent plant that is a one of the Salicornia species. It is not really a bean and it does not grow in the sea, but near in the water. They grow wild around the rocks on the seashore, where they get washed by the waves. They do not get very big, usually less than 30 cm tall, with a main stem that grows up horizontally, with small branches coming out. The leaves are so small, that the sea bean looks like it has small scales instead of leaves. Many of the varieties are green, but like trees, their foliage turns red in autumn. They produce hermaphrodite flowers that are pollinated by the wind and ocean breeze. Their fruit is small and succulent, with a single seed.

Sea bean can be eaten raw or cooked and used in many different preparation. I like them with citrus, raw mushroom, crab meat and salads. The flavor is delicate and very marine with a high amount of saltiness that reminds you of the ocean.”

I got burned

August 9, 2008

…by the sun.

Happy Birthday Mom.

Be a Lady

August 3, 2008

We had our young adult beach retreat this weekend. I found my self faced with an interesting dilemma. We were playing board games in the living room and I kept finding ants crawling on me. Well by the end of the night one had managed to bite me on the back, upper thigh, above the hem of my shorts (not quite on my booty but close). Well we went on a walk on the beach later that night and my bug bite was getting pretty itchy. So it’s dark and there’s only flash light… but a lady can’t go scratching in public.

I seem to be one who gets caught doing socially questionable things, well often enough to be uncomfortable. And it got me wondering, “Do the other girls in my group have the same sorts of issues or am I just that special?” Or just females in general. I mean I was itchy. Did I have to go back to the house because I had a bug bite; would other people? Or maybe I am just too self conscious and nobody cares. I mean it’s not like I keep score on other people’s unladylike infractions (well except burping… I mean come on that’s gross.)

I’m at the beach today… without my computer. Try not to feel too sorry for me.