Saturday 30 April 2022

All Things Nice . . .



I like old fashioned food, salt risin' bread
A batch of cookies in a covered crock,
Sweet cakes with currants in and caraway
Cabbage and carrots and a piece of hock
Simmered to bring the hidden flavour out,
A bit of pork smothered in sauerkraut.

I like an apple pie baked to a turn
Flavoured with nutmeg and a pinch of clove
Brown crusted bread sweet as a hazel nut
Baked slowly in a big old fashioned stove,
'Er buckwheat pancakes sizzling from the pan
Enough to warm the heart of any man.

Johnny cake . . . gingerbread and chili sauce
Fried potatoes done to a golden brown,
And jelly roll whose crumbling sides drip jam
(My mother was the best cook in the town)
Oh yes -- I had forgotten pumpkin pie
Thinking of Maw's, I could sit down and cry.

I might as well give up, for what's the use
Loving these things I could never reduce.
~Edna Jaques, Old Fashioned Food, 
Roses in December 


Mom never made cinnamon rolls the traditional way, with yeast.  She made them the maritime way with biscuit dough . . .  buttery and short, they melted in the mouth.  They were plain, no bells and whistles.  Just soft puffy biscuit dough patted out, spread with soft butter, sprinkled with plenty of cinnamon sugar, rolled up tightly, cut and baked.  They were a real treat.

Mom always used butter, real butter.  We never had margarine like I know a lot of children at school had.  I am not sure why, as my mother was really thrifty. She compromised on a lot of things, but never on butter. That was one thing we could have as much of as we wanted.  We always had bread with every meal and the butter dish was on the table for us to help ourselves. Two rules, never leave crumbs in the butter, and as much as you wanted. I can remember my father asking us did we want some bread on our butter.  Come corn season our cobs were slathered in loads of butter. My sister reminded me the other day that we would eat off all the corn and then slather our empty cobs with butter again and enjoy the bare cobs.

Sometimes in the summer months we would be able to eat tomatoes and cucumbers like apples. My mother worked in an area where there were a lot of men and they all had gardens, and they all loved my mother with her cheeky smile and twinkling blue eyes. They would bring her in bags of tomatoes and cucumbers and we could eat as many of them as we wanted to.  I think this is where my love of both tomato and cucumber sandwiches began . . .  with butter and miracle whip, plenty of salt and black pepper, on soft white Sunny Bee bread from Ben's Bakery.  Bread doesn't taste the same anymore.



I allowed myself to become enticed the other week and bought myself a cookbook.  The Lost Kitchen, recipes and a good life found in Freedom Maine.  I love it.  Its warm and lovely and down to earth and is filled with really delicious sounding recipes. I haven't cooked any yet, but I have a lot ear-marked.  And then what do I discover this week?  There is a TV show based on the same restaurant, called The Lost Kitchen, yes . . . in Freedom Maine.  It is unlike any other cooking show I have watched. Its not a recipe show, but a true life story/journey about a woman who has had struggles just like most of us.  I am really enjoying it.

But which recipe from the book am I going to cook first?  Hmmm . . . they all look so good  . . .  

Spring Bread Salad 

Maybe this delicious Spring Bread Salad. I may have to compromise a bit on the ingredients, but it sounds and looks fabulous, with asparagus, baby peas, radishes, fresh pea tendrils, fresh mint, torn bread, etc.   It has a macerated shallot dressing. I may have to use chives. We'll see how it goes.

Don't worry you will be some of the first to know if and when I do make it.


"Nothing is too hard for my God."
~Jeremiah 32:17 

When I finally got paid for the latest book I wrote, I wanted to buy something special to mark the accomplishment and my journey.  I decided upon this cuff/bracelet from Honey & Ice jewelry.  But God  . . . it came yesterday and I love it.  It is a beautiful reminder of the Grace of God which has attended me every step of the way on my journey towards peace.  A journey from total brokenness towards healing and feeling whole again.  These past 18 months have been some of the most difficult in my life to traverse and I am constantly reminded that "There but for the Grace of God go I."  

I have become well acquainted with pain, but within that pain I have been able to find peace and trust. I know the aching.  I know about the lowest of the low valleys and the struggle to climb back up the mountain . . .  two steps forward and two steps back. I know the tender mercy of what it feels like when grace and pain collide together . . . the tender mercy of feeling peace in the middle of my pain. 

I have felt the veracity of D&C 84:88 where the Lord said, "I will be on your right hand and on your left, and my Spirit shall be in your hearts, and mine angels round about you to bear you up." 

I have felt His spirit in my heart and I have been ministered to by His angels. Many of them in human form. I am so grateful for a heart that sees this and for the Grace of God which has encompassed and attended me all the way on my journey, even if I was not always aware of it.

I am wearing it on my left wrist, the one closest to my heart . . .  a sweet reminder  of all that is good in this life, and that I am never alone, not in the valley's nor on the highest mountain tops. He is always with me.  

"The Neighborhood Watch"

Nothing gets past their watchful eyes. Oh they do make me laugh.  Earlier this week the young set of Missionary Elders came over to sort out my front garden. They did a fabulous job. I was so grateful. While they were out there I put the cats in my bedroom with a few treats, just to make sure that they didn't get out. During the weeding the Elders discovered a big ugly plastic frog that must have been from the previous tenant, hidden underneath a piece of cement.  They took it out, dusted it off and popped it onto the deck.  When they were done and had gone, I let the cats out of the bedroom. They bounded right over to the window to catch up on anything they might have missed.  They were most disturbed by this ugly green creature which had shown up on the deck.  So much so that Nutmeg, "the-fraidy-cat" took cover.  I had to bring it in and let them smell it to show them that it was nothing that would harm them.    It was so comical. Oh how I love them.

They are the best of friends, always together.  Sometimes I get a bit concerned that Nutmeg is being to rambunctious and will hurt Cinnamon. He is twice her size and very heavy and sometimes when they are "playing" I get a bit concerned that he is being too rough.  He can be a very aggressive bather. Holding her down and licking her head for all he's worth.  But she can handle herself and puts him in his place if it gets to be too much.   I am glad that they have each other for company.

I made my father laugh on the phone the other morning.  I made up a joke.  We were talking about my cousin's cats, all gingers.  Her female is about to have kittens any day now. The joke is quite corny so be prepared.

"What do you get when you cross a ginger cat with a ginger cat?  A ginger cat."

Ta da!  

And with that I best leave you with a thought for the day.

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*Being positive isn't pretending
that everything is good,
it's seeing the good in everything.
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The other day my sister brought me over some cookies that she had baked.  Totally gluten and sugar free, they were also low carb and really delicious. She gave me the recipe and yesterday I baked some for myself.  Keto Chocolate Chip Cookies

I hope that you have a beautiful Saturday filled with lots of things which bring you joy!  Don't forget! 

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And I do too!       

Friday 29 April 2022

My Friday Finds . . .



A few of the things  I find each week that pique my interest, bring me joy, inspire me to learn, create, do, become . . . Maybe they will do the same for you!  


Five basic watercolour techniques for the colourist, artist, beginner, journalist, etc.   Found on Adventures in Making.

Crochet your own shopping bag.   From The Adventures of Cassie

Matching cotton dishcloth and teatowel pattern. To crochet.  From The Yarn Box


Decorate a handbag with buttons.  So sweet and so simple.  Found on Inspire  Co

How to make your own compound Herb Butters.  From Buzzfeed.  

Maraschino Cherries from Scratch.  Found on Creagirl. 

Make your own Weed control using totally natural ingredients.  Well, except for the dish soap.   From Hometalk.  Apparently this stuff works very well. 

Decorate with old lanterns.  About Face and Fashion.  Inspiration only.   But nice.  I would never have thought of doing this.


Bobble Knit Sheep Pillow.  So cute!  From BlogLovin.  There are two sizes.  


Fruit Infused Waters 6 Ways for summer drinking.  From SHE Uncovered. 

What an adorable Bedroom.   Such ideas.  Pure inspiration.  From Rosebud's Cottage

Create your own Button Bracelets. From Hope Studios.   I have made these before and they are super simple and super cute! 

Cutest little pompom bunnies.  From Big Cartel.   So sweet. 


Blooming Hearts.  From Simply Tale.  So cute. 

For the kids, a DIY Mason Jar Aquarium.   From Hello Wonderful

Another one for the kids.  How to make a Balloon Hovercraft.  This ought to keep em busy for a few hours!  Summer Hols are not far off now!  From Minieco.   Simple.  Admittedly not many reading this page still have kids at home, but some might have grandchildren they need to keep entertained! 

I love this idea. Painted people stones.  Heads on one stone, bodies on another, so you can play matching games with them, switch them up, around.  Fun, FUN!  From Good Ideas for You.  

This Primitive Cat Pin Cushion is so sweet.  It has ball headed pin whiskers!  From Prim Penny


I love LOVE this rectangular Chunky Button Cushion Cover.   So sweet.  From Sew Good

I know I have shared this before. Loved it then, love it now. From Nana and Co, a sweet Christmas Garland.  Its never too early to start preparations.   Visions of Sugar Plums.  So adorable. 

A very pretty and simple Infinity Scarf to crochet.  I love this.  From Red Heart.  

Decoupage Magic.  From Babble.  Such a simple idea. 

Up-cycled Tea Cup Candleabra.   Shabby Chic.  From  Thrifty Rebel Vintage 

A non-traditional embroidery sampler.  I love this.  From Crafter Org Forum.  No instructions.  Simply inspiration.  

Annies Catalogue. Lace Ascot knit pattern. So pretty. 

No source, but I think this is super cute!  

Cherry Heart.  Vintage Sampler Blanket. Love LOVE the colors on this one. 

And those are my finds for this week.  I hope there was something that I found that you found interesting also!

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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*The most beautiful people we have known
are those who have known defeat,
known suffering, known struggle,
known loss, and have found their way
out of the depths.
~Elizabeth Kubler Ross•。★★ 。* 。 


In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Air Fryer Roast Chicken.  This was perfection. Juicy and tender, crisp skin.  Excellent! 

I hope that you have a beautiful day filled with lots of the things that you love. Be happy, be blessed, be safe, and don't forget! 

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And I do too!       

Thursday 28 April 2022

My Favorite Things . . .



A few of the things in life that make my heart go pitter pat. Maybe they will do the same thing for yours. ♥♥♥    I'm pretty sure however, that these things mainly make my own heart sing.   


Farm fresh eggs. My sister and I each picked up a dozen not too far from where I live the other morning.  They are small at the moment as the chickens just started laying, but they are very nice.  A friend of mine on FB posted a video yesterday of herself putting her chickens in for the night. Oh, that sound that chickens make . . .  the cooing . . . the clucking.  Made my heart melt. 


I love chickens.  They are such docile creatures for the most part.  If I was younger and had a house out in the country I would have a few hens. 


Moss and flower covered stone steps . . .  this makes me think of Sizergh Castle that we went to see near Kendal in the UK. Such a beautiful spot.


White picket fences  . . . they are so heart warming  . . . 


A well laid out garden . . .  this is beautiful.  Such a lot of work, but stunning. 


Old cookbooks . . .  I love them and find them to be very interesting. I love the history of recipes and seeing how things were done. I used to love to watch the Victorian kitchen. Such a lot of hard work back then to do things. I am grateful for modern conveniences! 


Spring Lilacs . . .  won't be too long now, about a month I guess.  They smell so beautiful.  So lovely when you bring a much into the house. Mom loved her lilac bushes.


Waffles . . .  all those lovely little pockets to hold the butter, syrup, etc. Crisp edges.  So yummy.


Misty mornings  . . .  they hold such promise. Usually when the mist burns off you have a beautiful day to look forward to! 


Oh that I could  . . . maybe in my younger years. A lot of work . . . 


Patterned rolling pins  . . .  so pretty.  I got myself some wooden cookie molds before Christmas last year, but never did find a recipe I felt confident enough to use them with.


I love this  . . . its the bees you see  . . . I love anything with bees . . . 


That fresh smell . . .  heaven on earth . . . 


This . . . .  a simplified life  . . . its the best life of all  . . . 


Fresh herbs  . . .  I so want a small herb garden, in pots or window boxes  . . . just a few things, like thyme, basil, parsley, sage, rosemary  . . . 


I love making collages . . .   


Swedish meatballs  . . .  I have not made any in a long time now . . .  I love them  . . . 


Baby's breath  . . . 


Viola  . . .  pansies . . .  anything with a little face  . . . 


Such elegance  . . . do you think people who live like this take their lives for granted? 


White jugs  . . .  


Piano  . . .  if I can get a handle on my health crisis, I have promised myself I will learn. 

And those are my favorite things today  . . .  I hope some of them were yours also!

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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*You get in life what
you have the courage to ask for.
~Oprah Winfrey•。★★ 。* 。 

I'm not sure I entirely believe that.  But I think if you are willing to also put in a lot of hard work it can be true.  


I managed to find myself a 2 cup Brown Betty Teapot on Etsy for far less than they wanted to sell one for on Amazon.  I thought the price on Amazon was ridiculous. You could get a 6 cup one for far less than the 2 cup one. Anyways, crisis averted. This one reminds me in a way of the one my mom had, and its coming from Canada. I hope it arrives intact. Finger's crossed.  (Brown Betty Tea Pots, another one of my favorite things!)

In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Jam Tea Cake.  Delicious and simple to make.

I hope that you have a beautiful Thursday. (How did that happen?  The last one in April too!)  Don't forget! 

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And I do too!