Thursday, 23 April 2009

Sweet thoughts of springtime . . .



And fairy month of wakening mirth,
from whom our joys ensue
Thou early gladder of the earth
Thrice welcome here, anew
With thee the bud unfolds to leaves
the grass greens on the lea
And flowers their tender boon receives
To bloom and smile with thee.

~John Clare, Spring

We had such a beautiful and sunny day here yesterday, it was almost summer-like. It was quite pleasant to walk around in my shirt sleeves and I could feel the warmth of the sun upon my face. It was most lovely . . .

The Orchards that surround us are in full bloom now and the air is filled with the smell of the promise of a thousand apples and golden pears . . . it is magic to me, how these tender blossoms unfold such promise and turn into fruit . . . some for the eating out of hand and others destined for pies and cakes and jelly's sweet . . . and there are some that say there is no God . . .



They cannot have dwelt amongst the beauty of an Orchard in the springtime, nor watched the bumbling bumble bee amble from flower to flower, it's body heavy and awkward beneath it's tender wings . . . how can it fly, and yet it does . . . a miracle I suppose . . .

Nor looked at the golden yellow of the dandelion, turning to feathery wings of flight, holding a million promises of future flower that blow through the air like a fairy's wings . . .

When tender buds unfurl and break out into leaf . . . is this not proof of a mystery greater than man should suppose . . . and blossom tender, sweetly fragrant beneath the heat of the warming sun . . . does this happen by chance . . . or is it a part of a greater plan . . .

Everything . . . from the smallest bloom to the largest roaring waterfall, fitting together with beauty and purpose. Not chance, no . . . no . . . not chance . . . it cannot be . . . this perfect mystery, this beautiful song that the earth sings.

I know in my heart it comes from something and someone much greater than me . . . my heart bespeaks of glories great and kingdoms yet to unfold, and stories yet untold . . .

Each petal and tender leaf, but one beautiful note from the musical symphony of spring that comes from the touch of the Master's hand . . .



My Todd does love himself an apple pie. I think of all the things I could bake him this would be one of his favourites. I cannot bake one as his mother did, but then pies such as the ones our mother's bake taste all the sweeter in our memories don't they. I don't even try . . . I just bake my own and he enjoys them still . They may not be the pies of his memory, but they are the pies of someone's memory, and we are building new memories all the time . . . I believe there is room for one more piece of apple pie . . .



*Apple Crumble Pie*
Makes one 9 inch pie

Picture apples, tender and sweet, tucked in beneath a crumbly and short sweet and spicy blanket, and all nestled into a crisp crusty bed . . . what could be any better?

1 un-baked 9 inch pastry shell

Filling:
2/3 cup sugar
1 tsp cinnamon
1/4 tsp freshly grated nutmeg
2 tsp flour
6 cups tart apples, peeled, cored and sliced
(I used Granny Smith's)

Topping:
1 cup flour
1/2 cup soft light brown sugar, packed
1/2 cup cold butter
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 cup chopped toasted walnuts (optional)

Pre-heat the oven to 200*C/400*F. Line a 9 inch pie tin with pastry, your own or shop bought. Flute the edge and set aside.

Mix the sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg and flour for the filling in a large bowl. Add the apples and toss well together. Pour this into the pie shell.

TO make the topping, place the sugar, flour, cinnamon and butter together in a bowl. Blend together with a pastry blender until the mixture is crumbly. Stir in the chopped nuts if using. Sprinkle this evenly over top of the apples in the pie shell.

Place onto a foil lined baking sheet and slide this into the oven. Bake for 45 to 50 minutes until the apples are soft and bubbling and the topping is golden brown.**

Remove from the oven and allow to cool to room temperature before eating.

Note** If you find the crust is browning too quickly, cover with foil.

PSSST - If you want to see my latest art piece, entitled "Come What May And Love It", hop on over to Blossom Time Creations and take a gander. I think this is my all time favourite! (I know, I say that every time!)


9 comments:

Jan said...

That's a really lovely looking apple pie Marie!

Grammy Staffy said...

How indeed could anyone think all of this came to be by chance??? I can't even comprehend that line of thinking.

John dearly loves apple pie too.... and we grow really good apples. I will try this recipe for sure.

I adore your new painting... she is precious and the message is impportant for us to remember. You are such an amazing artist. I am praying that you will get a publisher and your wonderful art can be shared with the world.

I send love. I enjoyed talking with you yesterday so much. I hope that you are having a good week and are getting some rest. XOXXO Lura

Tracy said...

Good morning, Marie! Apple pie...now that's a way to start the day! I wish--LOL! ;o) It looks soooo good--love apple pie. This is a pretty, happy post...I love this time of year. I feel like I'm bursting out all over along with the flowers, plants and tree...Springtime makes a body feel alive! Happy Days, sweet friend...LOVE YOU HEAPS ((BIG HUGS))

Angie said...

Fabulous post Marie, as always.

I love this pie and have often made it (except for the nuts in the topping). I like to use Bramley apples, which are super-tart. I'm not wishing the year away - honest - but the chap up the street has promised me his whole crop of cooking apples. A whole treeful of Bramleys - lucky me!

love Angie, xx

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

Your Spring time thoughts today were wonderful as were the lovely pictures. They say apple pie is one of America's favorites too. I'd have to agree that next to pumpkin pie it is one of mine.
Have a great Thursday!
'On Ya'-ma

Joan said...

the blossom on the fruit tree just now is lovely I wish it would stay on just a few days more a gust of wind and its gone. Love apple crumble and pies too much. Love Joan.

Rhondi said...

Good morning Marie
Well I guess when you read this is will be afternoon at least! As usual, I enjoyed your lovely thoguths and delicious food! Hope you are enjoying the day.
Hugs, Rhondi

Amy said...

Marieeeee - why do you torment me?! I cannot resist apple pie....especially when it's cold.

Allison said...

Hi dear -
I appreciate your thoughts on Spring - I was having similar thoughts of my own today, watching the rolling clouds in a bright blue sky. And that pie looks scrumptious! I could jump right in! Scott's favorite too...I'll try your recipe.
love, Ally xo