Do you have to cope with used bananas as I do? One of us routinely takes bananas on a car trip for a snack. More often than not, they come back unopened, bruised, and mushy. Normal people would throw them away without a second thought, but that goes against the grain of a true miser. I usually use them for banana bread or banana pudding. Golly Pete! Are you thinking what I just thought? This must be a devious plan to get favorite items on the menu without having to ask! I can’t believe I have fallen for that all these years. Anyway, we had too many Christmas sweets laying their lethal traps for us. Grandson David requested blueberry muffins during his time here. We had them once before, so this time I added bananas. Only John noticed the Double B Muffins – Blueberry/Banana. I should think of a savory use for abused monkey fruit. Any ideas?

Our weather has been frigid. A few days ago we noticed rime ice on the mountain behind us. After church that day, we drove on the Blue Ridge Parkway, knowing any section could be closed. Before we came to a closed gate, we drove through an area of rime ice. It was the closest we’d been to this beautiful weather phenomenon where ice crystals coat every branch.

Here it is a bit closer.

It was 2F when we went for a half walk this morning. We still have our winter coats from New York, so our bodies were warm. I’m not sure what John might need to walk all the way to the creek, but I should get warm socks. On the other hand, it’s lovely to slack off once in a while. I usually look at the little stream, Park Branch, that we cross. Today it was partially frozen, although still gurgling. The new camera didn’t seem to mind coming out of my warm pocket to record it. The stream is flowing toward me in the first shot. 

I turned around to record it going down the hill below.