Wednesday, 2 September 2009
Simple joys . . .
"When I think of happiness or joy in this life, I begin with some experiences that are simple and basic. I see the expression on the face of a one-year-old taking those first steps. I think of a child loving a puppy or a kitten. If the more mature have not dulled their physical or spiritual sensitivities by excess or disuse, they can also experience joy in what is simple and basic."
~Dallin H. Oakes
When my children were growing up, I often took them to the park, where they could spend an easy afternoon of play together, and I could enjoy a few moments peace watching them at play and just resting in my thoughts with no other pressures attending us . . .
My children played, and jumped and fought . . . playful little arguments and disagreements, nothing too serious. It was fun for them to have a change of scenery and to get out and about. On one particular autumn day we were there enjoying out park time once more and most of my children were so busy with their play and each other, they didn't notice the wind change . . . but my oldest daughter, who has developmental challenges, did . . . what had been a soft breeze was becoming a wild autumnal wind, and spinning torrents of leaves into colourful flurries.
I decided it was time to go. I had lots of things still to do at home and miles to go before I slept that day, and I called for my children to join me. My eldest son stood still, watching his younger sister, with wide eyed fascination, as she danced and gyrated amongst the twirling leaves, scooping them up and showering herself with them as she twisted and turned amongst them, her delight simple and pure and oh so very beautiful to see.
With each twirl and jump, her voice uttered a song of praise to the One who would hear with a special ear . . . what sounded like grunts and odd noises to us, must have been a beautiful melody to His ears.
My eyes welled up, and the tears came. No . . . they were not tears of pity for her . . . but tears of pity for myself. In all the busy-ness of day to day and of raising a family, I had forgotten what was most important, and I had rushed past all the simple things, the small joys . . . the blessings . . . the opportunities to publicly shout out my praises and thanks to my Heavenly Father.
Now, I take the time to dance in the autumn leaves, and to take pleasure in simple things, and I never miss an opportunity to thank the One who so blesses me thus . . . no matter who is watching, or listening, or reading . . .
There is a special freedom that comes with such small joys, and in the ability to be able to see them and take them into your heart . . . and with the willingness to share them with others. God's mercies are abundant and all around us, if only we have eyes and hearts to see . . . and it took a special child to show me how . . .
I have been teasing you all with this tasty dessert on face book for several days now and I have finally got the chance to show it to you today. I found a recipe a week ago for a special pan dowdy using pears and blackberries . . . blackberries I had, but no pears. What I do have though, is tons of bramley apples, and so I thought why not . . . it was a most delicious experiment. It always amazes me how a few simple ingredients can create something so totally tasty and wonderful. A garnish of warm custard with this, or at the very least, a nice scoop of good vanilla ice cream is a must have! (I am also thinking a nice slice of good cheddar would go down very nicely as well!)
*Gingered Apple and Blackberry Pandowdy*
Serves 8
Printable recipe
The marriage of bramley apples and blackberries is a marriage made in heaven. It is no accident that they come ripe about the same time. This is a beautiful combination in this lovely dessert, with it's biscuit topping gently flavoured with bits of candied ginger. Warm, spicy and rustic. Lashings of custard for serving are a given!
softened butter for buttering the baking dish
Fruit Filling:
3/4 cup (about 6 ounces) granulated sugar
2 TBS plus 1 tsp cornflour
pinch salt
4 large bramley apples, peeled and cut into slices
1 TBS freshly squeezed lemon juice
9 ounces of blackberries, fresh or frozen
1 TBS cold butter, cut into bits
Topping:
1 3/4 cups (8 3/4 ounces) plain flour
3 TBS granulated sugar
3/4 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt
10 TBS (5 ounces) cold butter, cut into bits
1/3 cup (2 ounces) candied ginger, chopped into fine bits
2/3 cup cold buttermilk
To Finish:
1 TBS granulated sugar
1 TBS cold buttermilk
Position the oven rack in the bottom third of the oven. Pre-heat the oven to 200*C/400*F. Butter a 9 inch round deep dish casserole, or pie dish.
Rub the sugar, cornflour, and salt together in a large bowl. Add the sliced apples and lemon juice. Toss until evenly coated. Gently fold in the blackberries. Transfer to the prepared dish. Dot the top with the cold butter bits. Set aside while you make the topping.
Whisk the flour, sugar, baking powder and salt together in a bowl. Drop in the butter and rub it into the flour with the ends of your fingertips. ( You could dump all the ingredients into a food processor and pulse a few times to do this, but there is something very satisfying about doing this with your fingertips.) Stir in the candied ginger and then pour enough of the buttermilk in to create a moist mixture, stirring with a fork. The dough will be somewhat crumbly, with large bits of butter still visible.
Turn the dough out onto a lightly floured surface and gently pat together to make a 9 inch round. Carefully place atop of the fruit in the casserole dish. Brush with the buttermilk and sprinkle with the remaining sugar.
Bake in the lower third of the oven for 30 minutes, then turn the oven temperature down to 180*C/350*F and bake for an additional 20 minutes, until the pastry is golden and the juices are bubbling and thick. Cool for 30 minutes before serving.
You could serve this with cold ice cream, but we like warm custard, either from the chiller cabinet at the store or homemade.
If you're looking for a simple main dish to offset the rich delectability of that dessert and to make you feel better about indulging, look no further. The answer is HERE. Bang Bang Chicken Salad.
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Marie, may your feet always dance, not just in the autumn leaves but in the snows of winter, the promises of spring and in the warmth of the summer sun. And may your eyes and ears and heart be always open to God's word - He doesn't do emails!
ReplyDeleteThat Pandowdie look good. I must try it. - but not yet!
love, Angie, xx
You've inspired me for the day today - thank you!
ReplyDeletelaurie
One of my granddaughters has been quite disabled by her severe epilepsy and we are constantly reminded by her how important it is to enjoy the simple things and fully appreciate every day. Last weekend she picked up a crayon and scribbled on a piece of paper for the very first time. It was wonderful to see her do that and every now in then she manages to say a word. With all her challenges she is amazing. We are so blessed to have her in our lives.
ReplyDelete'On Ya'-ma
Such a lovely, uplifting post today, Marie! Just what I needed...it's been a tough week so far! And it is the simple things that bring the greatest pleasure and lift the spirits. I just love even the sight of these zinnas in the photos here--they are so beautiful. And so is the sweet treat today--YUM! Happy Day, my dear friend--LOVE YOU HEAPS ((BIG HUGS))
ReplyDeleteOhh MArie the Joy in the life is a blessing, but sometimes, you know, we forgot these beauty heaven gifts into the life.
ReplyDeleteI love this post Marie
I love autumn too Marie. September here is the time spring.
Huggss!!! gloria
Thank you for sharing such a heartfelt post!
ReplyDeleteOH....how I need to slow down and dance in the leaves. I'm so glad that you are able to enjoy. I plan to follow suit.
ReplyDeleteSandra
What a wonderful story. I am so glad that I could find a few minutes to visit you today. I always feel better after a visit to Oak Cottage. Your spirit radiates from your words. Thank you
ReplyDeleteThat recipe looks so good. We have lots of apples. I will have to try that one for sure. I send love. Thanks for your support. XOXX Lura
it seems that when we are older we almost have to relearn to have joy in the simple things. Maybe that or it was always there we were just too busy flitting around to notice as much. But I do find it one of the joys of getting older. The noticing of simple pleasures that is! You know who is good at this? The Italians!
ReplyDeleteThe food looks amazing. How are you getting thinner with all the food you are surrounded with each day? Very impressive!
I grew up with autumn in the midwest US -- it's my favorite time of year. I live in California now, where autumn just means fire season, and temps can remain in the 100s 'til late October. How I wish I could dance with you in the leaves! What an evocative post!
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