Kate Collins's Blog, page 41
March 6, 2019
Did You Ever Try a Vegetable You Didn't Like?
by Karen Rose Smith
Did you ever try a vegetable you didn't like? I have! Vegetables are not my favorite culinary menu item. But I am very aware of the necessity of including them in my daily diet. In the past, I ate (but didn't enjoy) steamed vegetables, often frozen and purchased in a bag. I recently decided to "clean up" my diet. I knew I needed to include more vegetables, but the question was--How did I do it in such a way that I could actually enjoy the foods that I was preparing?
I began experimenting with roasting my vegetables, concentrating on ingredients that enhanced the taste. I tried to steer away from casserole dishes that used cheese, canned soups and bread crumbs. My objective in this diet is to stay away from anything with preservatives.
So...I sent my husband to the Amish market where we often buy fresh produce and to the grocery store. His list included--cabbage, parsnips, carrots, onions, cauliflower, tomatoes, brussels sprouts, sweet onions and both yellow and green zucchini. Now I use a portion of each type we purchased for a meal and they keep in the vegetable drawer to use again.
Roasting vegetables brings out their true flavor. The caramelization enhances their sweet goodness. We've now experimented with several herbs and ingredients to flavor them differently. If you have access to an olive oil store that has flavored oils, you can figure out what you like best with those.
One of the things I like best about roasting a cookie sheet full or broiling pan full of vegetables is that we have them left over. They taste just as good warmed up for another meal. As you can see below, I don't worry about how I cut up the vegetables. Unlike on the cooking shows where every type of vegetable needs to be the same size, I like a variety of shapes and thicknesses. It doesn't seem to affect the cooking time on the whole pan. So if you're not a vegetable person but you want to be, try roasting with herbs, oils and your imagination!
Did you ever try a vegetable you didn't like? I have! Vegetables are not my favorite culinary menu item. But I am very aware of the necessity of including them in my daily diet. In the past, I ate (but didn't enjoy) steamed vegetables, often frozen and purchased in a bag. I recently decided to "clean up" my diet. I knew I needed to include more vegetables, but the question was--How did I do it in such a way that I could actually enjoy the foods that I was preparing?
I began experimenting with roasting my vegetables, concentrating on ingredients that enhanced the taste. I tried to steer away from casserole dishes that used cheese, canned soups and bread crumbs. My objective in this diet is to stay away from anything with preservatives.
So...I sent my husband to the Amish market where we often buy fresh produce and to the grocery store. His list included--cabbage, parsnips, carrots, onions, cauliflower, tomatoes, brussels sprouts, sweet onions and both yellow and green zucchini. Now I use a portion of each type we purchased for a meal and they keep in the vegetable drawer to use again.
Roasting vegetables brings out their true flavor. The caramelization enhances their sweet goodness. We've now experimented with several herbs and ingredients to flavor them differently. If you have access to an olive oil store that has flavored oils, you can figure out what you like best with those.
One of the things I like best about roasting a cookie sheet full or broiling pan full of vegetables is that we have them left over. They taste just as good warmed up for another meal. As you can see below, I don't worry about how I cut up the vegetables. Unlike on the cooking shows where every type of vegetable needs to be the same size, I like a variety of shapes and thicknesses. It doesn't seem to affect the cooking time on the whole pan. So if you're not a vegetable person but you want to be, try roasting with herbs, oils and your imagination!
Spring is in the air
There is still snow on the ground and it’s so darn cold here in Cincy but one of these days and not too far off spring is bound to come, right? Fact is they are calling for 50 degrees here this weekend. Yippee.That sure puts a spring in my step and in my heart. So to get ready for spring I decided to do something fun, really fun. I bought an air bee and bee.Okay, what is an air bee and bee? It’s a bee house! You probably know that bees are amazing pollinators and Mason bees and Leafcutter bees are champions in this sport.I’ve always wanted to raise bees. Not sure if you actually raise bees as they do the work themselves. The reason I didn’t jump into this before is because I thought all bees stung and all bees made honey.Wrong!So here’s a little bee 101. Mason bees and Leafcutter bees do not make honey and they do not sting. This is really important when you have grandkids who get into every nook and cranny no matter how many times you warn them not too.So my non-sting bees are a perfect choice from my garden and doing my bit to help the bee population under attack from pesticides.I got the house and supposed to put it in a sunny east section of the yard three to six feet off the ground. My bees are mailed...yes, mailed...to me in April. Thus we get the name air bee and bee.I just put in a new garden last fall as my old garden was for sun and with the trees taking over my yard I needed sun/shade pants. I sure hope all my efforts pay off. And now I have the bees to pollinate the new flowers. I’ll post pictures of the bee house when I get it up and the bees hard at work. Wish me luck!
March 4, 2019
Spring Snow
by Maggie SeftonThe photo adjacent shows the newly shoveled walkway to my Fort Collins, Colorado house and driveway after a March snowstorm on Saturday dumped 6" of fresh dry powder. Our milder late February temps disappeared and dropped into the single digits. I hire a great strong young man who does a wonderful job of shoveling snow for me every Winter. I stopped doing that chore several years ago.
I'm thinking this is Winter's Goodbye. At least. . .I hope it's Goodbye. :) My 15 year old black Border Collie/Black Lab mix Katy had speedy trips outside for breakfast and dinner plus afternoon breaks. Not a good time for our pets to be out for long. The Weather Channel (my favorite channel) informed us yesterday this same snowstorm was moving East. It's in the MidWest now. When you read this post on Tuesday morning, I imagine the snow will have reached the East Coast. Ohhhhh, yes . . the Weather Channel is also telling us that there's a second winter storm with snow that's ready to move onto the California coast by this weekend.
Oh well, Spring is right around the corner. . . .I think. Fingers crossed. Stay warm, Everyone.
March 3, 2019
A CAT NAMED SIGGY
By Mary Kennedy
I saw this great graphic on Instagram and thought it might make a fun topic for a blog. Almost all the mystery writers (and mystery readers) I know love cats, so it's usually a popular topic on the links and on social media sites.
Everyone has their favorite cat stories, some funny,some touching. I've had many cats over the years and one of my favorites involves a large black tuxedo cat named Siggy. All my cats are rescues, by the way, so I'm never really sure how old they are, but I think he was about six when I adopted him. He was an amazing cat and always reminded me of The Cat That Walked By Himself.
There was something a little aloof and independent about him; he wasn't a lap cat or a cat who liked to be cuddled. He loved to "hang out" with his humans, always keenly observing. He looked like a highly intelligent cat although I have no way of knowing for sure. He was definitely a survivor.
At one point in his life, he belonged to some college students. His favorite foods were fried chicken, pizza and spaghetti. I quickly changed him over to a more healthful diet.
He was very sensitive to my feelings and moods. One day when I had just come back from the vet I was sitting at the kitchen table, heart broken. I had to have my beloved Lucky put to sleep. I had found her in a vacant lot, emaciated and eating paper, many years earlier.
I was on my way to a job interview and stopped traffic as I jumped out and rescued her. She ran right over to me and started crawling up my leg into my arms. She knew I was there to help her! Very unusual. If I hadn't made a wrong turn in a rough part of town, I never would have seen her. Sometimes things are just meant to be.
So after coming back from the vet, I sat at the kitchen table crying, trying to pull myself together and to my surprise, Siggy jumped up on the table and put his forehead against mine. I was getting his fur wet with tears but he didn't seem to mind. I'm sure he knew I was distressed and wanted to comfort me. He stood there for a long, long time. Every once in a while, he would pull back and look at me with such a sad expression. He knew his human was heart broken. And I knew he wanted to help.
Siggy loved to nap on the sun porch with the other cats. He was never aggressive with them and seemed to think that this was "their" home and he was the newcomer.
He became terribly ill and we never really knew the cause, even after dozens of tests. We finally took him to the vet school at the Univ of Penn in Philly. They admitted they were stumped too and that Siggy was going downhill. The vet said gently, "If this were my cat, I wouldn't put him through any more tests. I would take him home and love him and let him go gently." Good advice, even though it wasn't what I wanted to hear.
I'm sure you have some cat stories to share and please do! I love to hear them.
Mary Kennedy (and the Kennedy cats)
I saw this great graphic on Instagram and thought it might make a fun topic for a blog. Almost all the mystery writers (and mystery readers) I know love cats, so it's usually a popular topic on the links and on social media sites.
Everyone has their favorite cat stories, some funny,some touching. I've had many cats over the years and one of my favorites involves a large black tuxedo cat named Siggy. All my cats are rescues, by the way, so I'm never really sure how old they are, but I think he was about six when I adopted him. He was an amazing cat and always reminded me of The Cat That Walked By Himself.
There was something a little aloof and independent about him; he wasn't a lap cat or a cat who liked to be cuddled. He loved to "hang out" with his humans, always keenly observing. He looked like a highly intelligent cat although I have no way of knowing for sure. He was definitely a survivor.
At one point in his life, he belonged to some college students. His favorite foods were fried chicken, pizza and spaghetti. I quickly changed him over to a more healthful diet.
He was very sensitive to my feelings and moods. One day when I had just come back from the vet I was sitting at the kitchen table, heart broken. I had to have my beloved Lucky put to sleep. I had found her in a vacant lot, emaciated and eating paper, many years earlier.
I was on my way to a job interview and stopped traffic as I jumped out and rescued her. She ran right over to me and started crawling up my leg into my arms. She knew I was there to help her! Very unusual. If I hadn't made a wrong turn in a rough part of town, I never would have seen her. Sometimes things are just meant to be.
So after coming back from the vet, I sat at the kitchen table crying, trying to pull myself together and to my surprise, Siggy jumped up on the table and put his forehead against mine. I was getting his fur wet with tears but he didn't seem to mind. I'm sure he knew I was distressed and wanted to comfort me. He stood there for a long, long time. Every once in a while, he would pull back and look at me with such a sad expression. He knew his human was heart broken. And I knew he wanted to help.
Siggy loved to nap on the sun porch with the other cats. He was never aggressive with them and seemed to think that this was "their" home and he was the newcomer.
He became terribly ill and we never really knew the cause, even after dozens of tests. We finally took him to the vet school at the Univ of Penn in Philly. They admitted they were stumped too and that Siggy was going downhill. The vet said gently, "If this were my cat, I wouldn't put him through any more tests. I would take him home and love him and let him go gently." Good advice, even though it wasn't what I wanted to hear.
I'm sure you have some cat stories to share and please do! I love to hear them.
Mary Kennedy (and the Kennedy cats)
March 1, 2019
Only The Best From Swans Nest
by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett
Woo-hoo! Two years in the making, but at last
THE BEST FROM SWANS NEST
is now available for pre-order. It's a companion cookbook for the Lotus Bay Mystery series.
What's been fun for me is giving background information for Kathy Grant and what her inn and food mean to her. If you're a fan of the Lotus Bay Mysteries, and you like to eat, you'll want to add this companion to the series to your e-reader. (And yes, it will also be available in print -- hopefully on the same day as the ebook. I'll keep you posted.)
Here's a brief description:
Kathy Grant, owner of the Swans Nest Inn on beautiful Lotus Bay, has collected more than a hundred mouth-watering recipes that she not only offers her B&B guests, but the brides who book their engagement and wedding parties at the inn.
Now you can enjoy the same treats like sweet sausage coffee ring, lots of marvelous muffins, quiche, stuffed mushrooms and many, many more!
Kindle US | Kindle UK | Kindle Worldwide | Nook | Kobo | Apple Books
Have you ever visited a bed and breakfast? What was your favorite breakfast served?
Woo-hoo! Two years in the making, but at last
THE BEST FROM SWANS NEST
is now available for pre-order. It's a companion cookbook for the Lotus Bay Mystery series.What's been fun for me is giving background information for Kathy Grant and what her inn and food mean to her. If you're a fan of the Lotus Bay Mysteries, and you like to eat, you'll want to add this companion to the series to your e-reader. (And yes, it will also be available in print -- hopefully on the same day as the ebook. I'll keep you posted.)
Here's a brief description:
Kathy Grant, owner of the Swans Nest Inn on beautiful Lotus Bay, has collected more than a hundred mouth-watering recipes that she not only offers her B&B guests, but the brides who book their engagement and wedding parties at the inn.
Now you can enjoy the same treats like sweet sausage coffee ring, lots of marvelous muffins, quiche, stuffed mushrooms and many, many more!
Kindle US | Kindle UK | Kindle Worldwide | Nook | Kobo | Apple Books
Have you ever visited a bed and breakfast? What was your favorite breakfast served?
February 27, 2019
Capturing Special Moments
by Karen Rose Smith
One of the most awe-filled moments my husband and I experienced together was the birth of Halo's kittens. We had found the pregnant feline in our backyard and her birthing was one of those special moments we'll never forget. (My husband wasn't with me when our son was born because back in the day, men weren't allowed in labor and delivery.)
Awe-filled moments take me by surprise. I try to capture them when I write my books. In April, my romance, THE NANNY CLAUSE, will be released. In it, I share that special moment when kittens are born. I could write the scene with accuracy and emotion because I had experienced the moment with Halo.
Fortunately, photos can capture special moments, so our memories can stay fresh. In my mysteries, I write about family relationships, marriage, holding a baby.
I often pull out my photograph albums to take me back in time, but also to transport me to a concert where I'm filled with music, an activity with my husband, son or a friend, a celebration that I don't want to forget.
Reliving my own special moments adds depth and texture to writing scenes based on those moments.
I do research for each of my novels--career paths, family backgrounds, foods, teas. But for the most part, I write what I know. Most of that knowing comes from special moments that have enriched my own life.
Family Christmas
First Communion
Graduation
Pre-order THE NANNY CLAUSE on Amazon
Pre-order THE NANNY CLAUSE on Barnes and Noble
One of the most awe-filled moments my husband and I experienced together was the birth of Halo's kittens. We had found the pregnant feline in our backyard and her birthing was one of those special moments we'll never forget. (My husband wasn't with me when our son was born because back in the day, men weren't allowed in labor and delivery.)
Awe-filled moments take me by surprise. I try to capture them when I write my books. In April, my romance, THE NANNY CLAUSE, will be released. In it, I share that special moment when kittens are born. I could write the scene with accuracy and emotion because I had experienced the moment with Halo.
Fortunately, photos can capture special moments, so our memories can stay fresh. In my mysteries, I write about family relationships, marriage, holding a baby.
I often pull out my photograph albums to take me back in time, but also to transport me to a concert where I'm filled with music, an activity with my husband, son or a friend, a celebration that I don't want to forget.Reliving my own special moments adds depth and texture to writing scenes based on those moments.
I do research for each of my novels--career paths, family backgrounds, foods, teas. But for the most part, I write what I know. Most of that knowing comes from special moments that have enriched my own life.
Family Christmas
First Communion
Graduation
Pre-order THE NANNY CLAUSE on Amazon
Pre-order THE NANNY CLAUSE on Barnes and Noble
Have you ever...
Bought from Etsy? What in the world is Etsy? Well, to me it’s that place I turn to for the specific thing I need/want and am sure it doesn’t exist.But then guess what! This unusual thing I need in my life does exist and I find it on Etsy.By definition Etsy isa global online marketplace, where people come together to make, sell, buy, and collect unique items.
The key word is unique. You find stuff on this site you can’t find anywhere else. Like my bicycle key fobs that I make as promo for my Cycle Path Mystery series set on Mackinac Island. Do you know how hard it is to find bicycle grosgrain ribbon with cute bicycles. Really tough. But then there it was on Esty and for a decent price and in an assortment of colors. How sweet is that!And last week my daughter-in-law wanted a volcano pillow...yep, you read right, a volcano pillow...as my grandson loooooooves volcanoes. At five he can tell you more about volcanoes then you want to know...but I digress.
And did my lovely daughter-in-law find the volcano pillow? You bet she did, right there on Etsy for $10. Now that’s a deal. And it is adorable!My daughter wanted letters of the alphabet cut out in unique patterns and painted in shades of blue and teal. Did she find them? Yes again on Etsy. They are so cute perched on a railing around Nate’s room.So what about you? What neat thing have you found on Etsy? Have you ever tried Etsy? Do you sell things there? What a fun and unique way to shop!!
February 26, 2019
It's Back. . .Again
by Maggie Sefton
I'll apologize in advance for the brevity of today's post. I'm recuperating from a bout of one of those no-name flu strains that are making a return appearance around the country. I don't know if it has reached the Midwest or the East Coast of the U.S. yet, but it's definitely here in the West. The nasty flu strain hit me late last night and sent me to the local hospital's emergency room today with that awful nausea. Flu is the only thing that ever affects my digestive system. Normally I'm as healthy as that proverbial horse of the old saying. Interestingly, I learned from the doctors and nurses there that this season's flu strain had a "one-two punch." They told me it first appeared in early December, and now in late February the second punch arrived with even more people getting sick and showing up in the waiting rooms of the hospital's ER. So, take care of yourselves, Everyone. Stay safe.
I'll apologize in advance for the brevity of today's post. I'm recuperating from a bout of one of those no-name flu strains that are making a return appearance around the country. I don't know if it has reached the Midwest or the East Coast of the U.S. yet, but it's definitely here in the West. The nasty flu strain hit me late last night and sent me to the local hospital's emergency room today with that awful nausea. Flu is the only thing that ever affects my digestive system. Normally I'm as healthy as that proverbial horse of the old saying. Interestingly, I learned from the doctors and nurses there that this season's flu strain had a "one-two punch." They told me it first appeared in early December, and now in late February the second punch arrived with even more people getting sick and showing up in the waiting rooms of the hospital's ER. So, take care of yourselves, Everyone. Stay safe.
February 24, 2019
DO YOU HAVE A GREAT IDEA FOR SHARK TANK?
By Mary Kennedy
Do you have a sure-fire hit that you know would be a hit on shark tank? A few of my friends have caught the entrepreneurial bug and were sitting around talking about how to make their first million by pitching it on Shark Tank. They know that they have to start with a dynamite idea, of course!
They know it's not going to be easy, the competition is fierce. You need a great product, a catchy name, a fantastic marketing plan and of course enough money to get the produce into production and enough continuing capital to make sure it goes nationwide.
And that's assuming you have a patent on it.
Some of the most successful ideas on Shark Tank have been surprises. Scrub Daddy has taken off like gangbusters and made a fortune for its creator.
And laugh all the you want but the creators of Squatty Potty (a mother and son team) are laughing all the way to the bank!
My friends all watch the show religiously and then know that it's going to be tough to get past Kevin's tough critique ("Take this outside the barn and shoot it") He doesn't suffer fools gladly and he doesn't mince words.
Or Mark Cuban's pointed question on "Where's the secret sauce?" In other words, what makes this idea better than the 10,000 other business ideas out there.
How about you? Do you have an idea that you are just itching to see on the shelves of the big box stores? Just think about it. All you need is one really terrific idea to launch your career and have life time income.
Mary Kennedy
Do you have a sure-fire hit that you know would be a hit on shark tank? A few of my friends have caught the entrepreneurial bug and were sitting around talking about how to make their first million by pitching it on Shark Tank. They know that they have to start with a dynamite idea, of course!
They know it's not going to be easy, the competition is fierce. You need a great product, a catchy name, a fantastic marketing plan and of course enough money to get the produce into production and enough continuing capital to make sure it goes nationwide.
And that's assuming you have a patent on it.
Some of the most successful ideas on Shark Tank have been surprises. Scrub Daddy has taken off like gangbusters and made a fortune for its creator.
And laugh all the you want but the creators of Squatty Potty (a mother and son team) are laughing all the way to the bank!
My friends all watch the show religiously and then know that it's going to be tough to get past Kevin's tough critique ("Take this outside the barn and shoot it") He doesn't suffer fools gladly and he doesn't mince words.
Or Mark Cuban's pointed question on "Where's the secret sauce?" In other words, what makes this idea better than the 10,000 other business ideas out there.
How about you? Do you have an idea that you are just itching to see on the shelves of the big box stores? Just think about it. All you need is one really terrific idea to launch your career and have life time income.
Mary Kennedy
February 22, 2019
KITTENS!
by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett
It's been almost a year since Mr. L and I had cats. We lost our boys last March, 12 days apart, and were devastated. We weren't ready for kitties for a long time. In fact, although we had looked at a number of cats and kitten (21 in one day) we didn't find our forever furbabies, and truthfully we really weren't ready. Unfortunately, our boys had developed a bad habit of marking their territory. It was only the last year of their lives that this happened, but the damage was done. We pulled the carpet and had to repair the floor. The carpet to the back door was also marked. (We've yet to address that situation.)
Last weekend, we were determined to find kitties. The local Humane Society had been sending me 4 or 5 emails a day saying they were overwhelmed with cats and kittens. So, we kitten-proofed portions of the house and on Saturday went to find some. Only ... when we got to Lollipop Farm, not only was there only one cat available, but there was a mob of people looking to adopt cats. They had a "Valentine's Day Special" and had slashed the price of cat adoption and had already "moved" 25 cats during the three hours they had been open. We were crushed. (I cried.)
So I posted my frustration on Facebook and one of my readers, who happens to be a kitty foster Mom, send me a message. We went back and forth and arranged to meet Mooch-Mooch and Sepi. (*Shudder* Who came up with those names? Foster Mom strongly encouraged me to change them -- which was a no brainer.)
It was kind of funny. The pet store has no dedicated "meeting room" to get to know cats, so we had to gather in the store's (very clean) bathroom. Kind of like a clandestine drug deal. Of course, they captured our hearts in just about an instant. They were a little younger than we had planned on (but not by much, they're 13 weeks old), and they came home with us. We named them Pippa and Poppy.
They were TERRIFIED. Why not? We were two GIANT strangers. The first night, they ran around for about an hour, and we put them in the laundry room (out came the baby gates once again) and decided to let them get acclimated to that room first. They'll be staying there at night for a few weeks until we introduce them to the whole house.
Yesterday, they spent the day with us in our connecting offices and it sounded like a herd of elephants were racing around. They have a LOT of energy. And like all teenagers, they are HUNGRY all the time! They didn't get tuckered out until last afternoon. We have a rambling ranch house and we thought we'd let them run around last night, but they were terrified by all that open space. (They really are very little girls.) So back into the laundry room they went, and they were pretty fine about that. Tonight we're going to introduce them to another "confined environment" to see how they do.
Foster Mom warned me I might not get much word done with kittens in our offices.
She was right.
But there have been more smiles in this house in the past 36 hours than there have been for eleven months. I'd say that was a pretty good outcome.
It's been almost a year since Mr. L and I had cats. We lost our boys last March, 12 days apart, and were devastated. We weren't ready for kitties for a long time. In fact, although we had looked at a number of cats and kitten (21 in one day) we didn't find our forever furbabies, and truthfully we really weren't ready. Unfortunately, our boys had developed a bad habit of marking their territory. It was only the last year of their lives that this happened, but the damage was done. We pulled the carpet and had to repair the floor. The carpet to the back door was also marked. (We've yet to address that situation.)
Last weekend, we were determined to find kitties. The local Humane Society had been sending me 4 or 5 emails a day saying they were overwhelmed with cats and kittens. So, we kitten-proofed portions of the house and on Saturday went to find some. Only ... when we got to Lollipop Farm, not only was there only one cat available, but there was a mob of people looking to adopt cats. They had a "Valentine's Day Special" and had slashed the price of cat adoption and had already "moved" 25 cats during the three hours they had been open. We were crushed. (I cried.)So I posted my frustration on Facebook and one of my readers, who happens to be a kitty foster Mom, send me a message. We went back and forth and arranged to meet Mooch-Mooch and Sepi. (*Shudder* Who came up with those names? Foster Mom strongly encouraged me to change them -- which was a no brainer.)
It was kind of funny. The pet store has no dedicated "meeting room" to get to know cats, so we had to gather in the store's (very clean) bathroom. Kind of like a clandestine drug deal. Of course, they captured our hearts in just about an instant. They were a little younger than we had planned on (but not by much, they're 13 weeks old), and they came home with us. We named them Pippa and Poppy.
They were TERRIFIED. Why not? We were two GIANT strangers. The first night, they ran around for about an hour, and we put them in the laundry room (out came the baby gates once again) and decided to let them get acclimated to that room first. They'll be staying there at night for a few weeks until we introduce them to the whole house.
Yesterday, they spent the day with us in our connecting offices and it sounded like a herd of elephants were racing around. They have a LOT of energy. And like all teenagers, they are HUNGRY all the time! They didn't get tuckered out until last afternoon. We have a rambling ranch house and we thought we'd let them run around last night, but they were terrified by all that open space. (They really are very little girls.) So back into the laundry room they went, and they were pretty fine about that. Tonight we're going to introduce them to another "confined environment" to see how they do.Foster Mom warned me I might not get much word done with kittens in our offices.
She was right.
But there have been more smiles in this house in the past 36 hours than there have been for eleven months. I'd say that was a pretty good outcome.
