Wednesday, September 10, 2025

Wednesday Witterings . . .

 

 

I am really loving these cooler nights and days. I have never been one to wallow in the heat and humidity of summer. I know some people love that and that's okay. Me, I am an autumn girl.  In just 12 days, on the 22nd of September we will officially be in Autumn and I am all in!


The leaves here in Nova Scotia started to change a lot earlier this year because of the drought, but from now on we will start to see things changing more and more with each day that passes. I am getting the hunkering for cozying down.  And I am not the only one. Many of us are leaning into the change that's in the air.


Especially now that they seem to be getting a handle on the wildfires.  That's a blessing and a relief!  I am so grateful for all of the firefighters, etc. who have been working so tirelessly for about a month now!


 


"Autumn leaves don’t fall, they fly. 
They take their time and wander, on this, 
their only chance to soar"
Delia Owens


I was watching Cherry Menlove yesterday and she was talking about having a signature style. It made me think. Do I have a signature style?  I don't think that I do.  I have never been able to afford to be stylish or to clothe myself according to fashion dictates. I have only ever been able to afford cheap and wearable. I tend to find something I like, that is comfortable, and then I wear it for years and years.  I have been wearing the same trousers now for at least ten years.  I do need to think about getting new ones, but all I can seem to find is leggings and I don't do leggings. So I guess if that is a signature style then it's mine. The No Legging Signature Style.

I tend to wear elastic waisted trousers without pockets and loose t-shirts. I don't like anything tight or constraining. And I like my t-shirts on the longish side. To hide a multitude of sins, that everybody knows are there . . .  who am I fooling . . . but still, they are a comfortable wear, these long t-shirts.

So I guess that is my signature style. Fat lady comfort.  ha ha

But inside me the thin woman wishes it were something else.




Remembering these apples that we buy every autumn and hoping that they have made it through the drought. For the life of me I cannot remember their name. (It will probably come to me in the wee hours of the morning.) They have the nicest flavor and make the most delicious ruby hued applesauce. I just remembered their name.  Sweet Tart. Here is a tutorial my sister and I did on canning your own applesauce last year. I still have a jar or two to eat. I guess I better get them eaten up now, ready to make a fresh batch for this year!




They really do make the most beautiful applesauce and the most delicious also! We both love them.  And, they sell out really quickly when they start selling them. Probably more towards the end of the month.

I am really looking forward to Winter Squash season as well. There is so much to love about this time of year. 




I went over to Cindy's yesterday and made Ghee for the first time. It was not all that hard to make and it is quite a lot cheaper to make your own. I will be putting a tutorial on the food blog. This is a photo I took of it before it solidified afterwards.

The best part was doing it with my sister.  We were scraping out the batter bowl we had strained it into with bites of her homemade Cranberry and Rosemary Easy Bread. Another delicious recipe I am going to have to try out for the blog. I have made regular easy bread before. When I was still living in the U.K.  I want to be totally rid of the gnats before I attempt the Cranberry and Rosemary version. I don't want them ending up in my bread dough, especially where you have to leave it sitting overnight to ferment. They would be quite attracted to the smell of the yeast and the fermentation.

Yes, I am still battling gnats. I should be able to pick up that light later today that my cousin ordered for me at Home Hardware here in town. (She works there.)

Nice also yesterday was to get to spend some time with dad chatting at the dining room table after we had finished making the ghee.  He said that it made him really happy to see his girls enjoying time together and being such good friends. I told him it makes me happy to see him happy, and also to have my sister as my best friend. It has been ever so. I love them both dearly and I love to spend time with them.



 

The guy is here this morning detailing my car.  It badly needed doing. I haven't had it cleaned inside and out since 2023. I have taken it through the car wash a few times, but not had it hoovered, etc. at all. I can't wait to see how clean it is afterwards.


He has done every car on this street now, pretty much. He does an excellent job and I like that he comes to your house to do it.  The last time I had it done I had to take it to the dealer and leave it all day. I think they finally got around to doing it late in the afternoon, even though I had a 9 a.m. appointment. I wasn't impressed. I always thought 9 a.m. meant 9 a.m.  Apparently, it did not to them.


Bonus, last night when I was cleaning out my glove compartment, I found my Cath Kidston pompom tie knitted gloves. I had wondered where I had put them. These are the gloves that I love so much I am scared to wear them as I know I will never be able to get a pair again and I don't want to lose them.

I now need to make an appointment to have my car safety done next month and I am thinking I might as well have the car winterized and get my snow tires put on at the same time.


 

I did not see the female hummingbirds at all yesterday, but that doesn't mean anything. They are not a the feeder as frequently as they were, but where the males are now gone on their migration, it is possible that the females have now left as well.


Those Guinea Hens were here several times yesterday. They are such funny creatures. I really am surprised that none of them have been hit by a car crossing that busy road that runs along next to ours. I saw cars slowing down to let them cross yesterday, but all it will take is a driver who is not paying attention.

I think they got into a ruckus with someone across the other way yesterday afternoon as well as I heard them making quite a racket. I have no idea who these birds belong to. I doubt that it is anyone who actually lives on these two streets as I don't think the Landlord would approve of such.  So, it is probably someone behind our streets. Whoever, they sure get around and nobody seems to come looking for them.


And with that I best get started on the rest of my day. I have miles to go before I sleep!


A thought to carry with you . . . 


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*Enjoy the little things
for one day you may 
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they were the big things.
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Favorite Meatballs


In the English Kitchen today, Five of my Favorite Meatball Recipes. Tried and True recipes that have been family favorites through the years.  All delicious. All simple. All economical.


I hope that you have a wonderful Wednesday, filled with light and with love. Whatever you get up to, don't forget!


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Tuesday, September 9, 2025

A Day Book . . .

 



FOR TODAY, September 9th, 2025 





OUTSIDE MY WINDOW ...

I had visitors yesterday.  This is the closest they have been to my deck. They are quite large. Almost the size of a turkey. They really are funny little creatures.  I have no idea who owns them, but they come through here just about every morning.  The cats love watching them. 

It's only 7*C this morning. (That's 44.6*F) So quite chilly. I have my front door open letting in fresh air. I won't be able to do that for much longer as the temperatures continue to drop with the passing days.



 

I AM THINKING ...

I am not usually one to mix up appointments or forget dates. I went to the grocery store early yesterday morning and then got back here and was putting everything away when the doorbell rang and it was Jenni to do my toenails. I had thought the appointment was for today.  We got it done anyways, but I was a bit flummoxed that I should mix that up. I looked at my calendar and it clearly was marked yesterday.  I don't know how I was so mistaken!  

Things like that worry me. I don't want to get dementia.


 

I AM ALSO THINKING ...

They are finally starting to make a bit of headway with the wildfire from what I read yesterday. I is still out of control but becoming more manageable. Also, I am finally getting a handle on the gnats. At least I feel like I am. Not as many yesterday and only a few this morning.  I have my fingers crossed this trend continues.


Easy Curried Orange Chicken


IN THE KITCHEN ...

Easy Curried Orange Chicken.  This is a recipe I made yesterday from one of my Vintage cookbooks. Its a tasty recipe that I have been making off and on for years now.  Since the 1970's. I had forgotten how easy to make and how delicious it was. My family always loved this.


 


ON MY "TO COOK" LIST ...

Mediterranean Chicken Gyros with Creamy Feta Tzatziki Sauce.  From Recipe Wonders. These look really delicious. I am not sure if it is AI or not. It is getting harder to tell.



THIS I BELIEVE ...

Change begins with us. If we start here, right where we stand, then eventually things will get better. We cannot bury our heads in the sand and think it will go away. We live in such a toxic world at present.  I worry for the legacy left to my grandchildren and their children after. Where are the good men? The good leaders? They are becoming very rare.


 

SOMETHING THAT IS NICE ...

Classical Music. I love to close my eyes when I listen to it so that I can really feel it.


 

SOMETHING ELSE THAT IS NICE ...

Woolen throws. I love these colors.


I AM WANTING TO CREATE ...


 

Tiny wooden dolls  . . . 





 

Peg Dolls  . . . 


 

Toadstool dolls  . . .


 

Wooden creature dolls  . . . 


 

Christmas Elves . . . 



 


SOMETHING I ENJOY ...

A long hot soak in a tub  . . .  there is no stopper for my tub here.


 

SOMETHING ELSE THAT I ENJOY ...

Brown Eyed Susans. They are pretty much done now.



 

OH MY GOODNESS ...

Looks like Teddy is a bit under the weather  . . . 




I AM READING ...

SPINNING JENNY, by Sylvia Ann McLain

Book one of the Spinning Jenny series


"I guess I'll name you Jenny, something I can say easy. That was my mammy's name, anyway. Jenny. You be Jenny from now on..." Cornelius Carson's mother cautioned him never to own slaves, but in 1830s Louisiana, land and slaves are proof of a man's worth. 

At 23 Cornelius is ambitious, and in love. He owns one elderly slave, Malachi, and a small cotton farm along Bayou Cocodrie. And he plans to marry Stephanie Coqterre, daughter of a wealthy Natchez planter. He needs another field-hand, but prices are high. So when a trader brings a coffle of smuggled slaves to Natchez, Cornelius buys a 10-year-old girl. She is mute and nameless, but she's all he can afford. He names her Jenny. 

 It quickly becomes apparent that Jenny will change life on the Cocodrie as much as it changes her. The winds of ambition are blowing everywhere, both among the whites, who strive for wealth and status, and among the slaves, who yearn for freedom. But dangers are everywhere, too. 

As madness and treachery reach from Natchez to the Cocodrie to blast all their dreams, Cornelius struggles to find a way to salvage his life and the lives of Jenny and Malachi as well.

Very well written.


THINGS THAT CATCH MY FANCY ...



Butter cookies  . . . 


 


Covered bridges  . . . 



Old kettles  . . . 

 

Red squirrels  . . . 


 

Lines filled with washing  . . . 


 

I AM GRATEFUL FOR ...

Chocolate.  I love a bit of chocolate.



 


MAKES ME SMILE ...

Pretty sunsets . . . 




SOMETHING TO WATCH ...

Hostage on Netflix. Love anything with Suranne Jones in it.


A THOUGHT TO CARRY WITH YOU ...

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 *When the power of love
overcomes the love of power
there will be peace.
~Jimi Hendrix


And that is my daybook for this week!  Thanks always for being here!


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Have a beautiful day!  Don't forget!  

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Monday, September 8, 2025

Small and Wonderful Things . . .

 


"The world is fairly studded and strewn with pennies cast broadside from a generous hand. But who gets excited by a mere penny? It is dire poverty indeed when a man is so malnourished and fatigued that he won't stoop to pick up a penny. But if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will literally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted with pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. What you see is what you get." ~Anne Dillard 


 A few of the small and wonderful things which bring untold joy into my life. It's the small things in life which truly mean the most. Simple abundance . . . it's the best. 






So, this happened yesterday.  It was pretty much misting off and, on all day, but by the time I went to drive home from Cindy's place after supper it had turned into full on rain. I had to drive home with my windshield washers on. Our whole church stake had held a fast and prayer for rain and help yesterday. I am not saying that this was the result of that fast and prayer effort. Many people have been praying. I am saying this was the answer to many prayers.  We need more for sure, but this was a great boost. 

The update on the fires yesterday was still burning out of control, but they were gaining ground on it, which is encouraging.

A bad air quality advisory is still in effect for today.




These Guinea Hens have been visitors to the area pretty much every morning. I don't know where they are coming from, but you can pretty much count on them to show up without fail.  They usually head across the main road to the motel area. The big green colored house over there has some pretty large feeders, and they head right for those. I could see them enjoying themselves under it as we left for church yesterday.  I am surprised that none of them have been hit by a car as that is a pretty busy road. Let us hope that none of them ever do get hit. Fingers crossed.



 

The opportunity to attend church and partake of the sacrament, renewing my Covenants with the Lord.  To listen to the various testimony's being born by the members. To commune with the Saints and to fellowship together.  This is always a great beginning or ending to the week, depending on how you look at it.  A nice jolt of energy to my spiritual battery. I would add my testimony to the others that I know Christ lives. I just don't believe in Him, but I believe Him and all that He said and did. I know He will come again, and I hope to be ready for Him when He does. I love Him. I trust in Him and His teachings, and I try to live my life according to them. God is good.

 

I see signs of it appearing everywhere, not just the early Autumn imposed by the drought, but a sincere Autumn. More leaves are turning and starting to fall now. I love the Autumn. It is one of my favorite seasons. Not just because of the colors and smells.  I love the cooler nights and I love the feelings, the anticipation of cozy. And if there is one thing you all must know about me by now, it is that I love cozy.


 


Sunday dinner with the family.  I love to gather together around some good food and enjoy each other's company. It was good to see Dad back at the table. He had a really good day yesterday.




My sister made him a really good breakfast in the morning. Toast, bacon, eggs. He was very happy with that. Usually on Sunday's he goes out for breakfast, but this week he stayed at home. (I personally would not like to see him driving himself anywhere just yet.)  Then yesterday afternoon he would not stay home so Cindy took him to Tim Hortons for his cup of tea and donut. He was quite tired last night, but still ate a good supper.  Mashed potatoes, shake and bake chicken wings and corn and then some banana bread, buttered, for dessert. He is using the walker in the house. Thank goodness, but he didn't want to use it yesterday when he went out. 

He is doing good though and we are happy that he is out of the hospital, and back where he belongs.



 


This is a very busy week this week. I have my toenail person tomorrow morning and then I have the guy coming to detail my car on Wednesday morning. Thursday we are supposed to have lunch with my cousin and no doubt on Friday, dad will want to go to the mall with his friend Maryann.  Now that he has been to Tim Hortons anything goes. We will not be successful in keeping him down I don't think, not for long anyways. 

I believe there are fewer gnats in the house this morning, but I had a whole weekend of routing them out. I will persevere and keep at it. Hopefully in time they will all be gone. This can't last forever.



 


This little guy and the many ways he charms my heart daily. His sister too. They bless my life in so many ways. Would not be without them. 




They bring endless amounts of joy into my life.

Faith, family, friends, home, love.  I am living a life abundantly filled with the things that matter most.


And with that I best leave you with a thought for the day. I have a lot to get done today, and I want to go to the grocery store early. I also need to make an appointment to have my car safety done in October and I might as well have my winter tires put on at the same time.

A thought to carry with you  . . . 

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*We can easily forgive a child
who is afraid of the dark,
the real tragedy of life is when
men are afraid of the light.
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Broccoli & Cauliflower Casserole


Cooking in The English Kitchen today  . . .  Broccoli & Cauliflower Casserole.  Simple. Delicious. Great for company or for family.  Anywhere, any time. I am enjoying the fresh veggies that are available locally at the moment!


I hope that you have a lovely day.  Whatever you get up to, I hope it brings you joy and that you week ahead is filled with a multitude of small and wonderful things. Don't forget!

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Saturday, September 6, 2025

All Things Nice . . .

 

O western wind blow softly here
Bring me the scent of sage and brier,
Wild mint round a brimming slough,
And blue smoke from a prairie fire,
Drifting like pale ghosts in the sky,
Where clouds of tufted wool go by.

O western wind -- blow gently here,
Bring to my heart the thrilling sight,
Of April skies serene and blue --
Wild Mallards in their northern flight,
Cleaving the sky in a long V
Calling to something deep in me.

O western wind -- I hear you blow,
Above the rooftops of the East,
Inviting me to come once more,
To share in some great pagan feast
Where wind and sun and everything,
Drink to the coming of the Spring.

O western wind -- that calls us home,
We -- who are prairie born and bred,
With music from a magic flute,
By some enchanted piper lead,
Down prairie trails to the world's rim
Where hearts beat high to follow him.
~Edna Jacques, O Western Wind
The Hills of Home, 1952


I kind of liked this poem this morning. It made me think of the wind and where it has been. All the people and towns and countryside it has caressed on its way to where I am.  The heads of hair it has tussled, the flowers and grain that have bent beneath its deep caress, the waves that it has dashed against the shore . . . the leaves it danced along the streets . . . all these things and more are born upon it's breathless wings, and as it passes it grabs a bit of me and takes me with it on that journey to who knows where it blows . . . the essence and memory of all that it touched along the way clinging to its soul.


 


Dad is home from the hospital now. I stopped by yesterday afternoon to drop something off and he was quite happy in his room, going through his mail, brushing his cat, Princess. Princess was very happy to have him back. She was laying on his bed basking in all of his attention. I did my heart good to see him back home and happily where he belongs. It was a long week and a half!


 


I think I will unpack the car today and my suitcase that I had ready to go.  I do not think the fires will get much worse but never say never. They have not been updating us as frequently as they were. I think it is still out of control, but I don't know much more than that.  An air advisory is still in effect in my area. Rain is expected with light showers tonight and light rain tomorrow. It is more than welcome. Bring it on and then some!

 

As summer gardens reach their peak, thoughts turn to preserving flowers. When I worked at the Manor my boss would have the gardeners cut and start to dry huge armfuls of the hydrangea blooms that bordered the mansion along the South side. These would be used in the weeks ahead to create dried arrangements to sit in the bit hall downstairs and on the sideboard in the dining room. Old sheets would be laid out on the floor around the big table for her to discard the last years bloom on and any bits she didn't want to use. This was a lot easier for the housekeeper to clean up.


 


The countryside grows golden now as the late summer's light ripens the grains and swells the fruit and vegetables ready for harvesting. Dahlias are at their best and people start to fill their porches with baskets of mums. The sun shines it's golden rays over fields of ripening wheat and barley and orchard fruits mature on the trees. A seasonal shift is in the air.  The wheel of the year turns and we become all too aware of summer's fleeting nature as the nights ever so slightly begin to lengthen and nature begins to sigh and slow down  . . . 

The earth keeps turning and the first flickers of autumn can be spotted. It has been really early this year due to the dry, dry conditions, but with these early weeks of September it is unmistakable, from the changing light in the evenings and the gradual golden transformation of the countryside to the first yellow leaves, fading flowers and drying seed pods. A whisper of the season to come.

The bed of our beautiful river is very low now.  Fish lay in small pools and rocks I have never noticed before are all too evident in places. It makes me sigh to see it so low and I hope and pray that we soon get all of the rain and snow that is needed to bring it back again.

Hunting season has been cancelled. I read this yesterday. Good news for the deer.







I got myself some window candles.  Every year I say I am going to and every year I procrastinate and when I go to get them, they are all gone. I am on the ball this year.  I always think it looks so welcoming to see candles burning in windows, be they real or operated by battery or electricity.  I love the look. It speaks of cozy and home sweet home to me. 

These are battery operated. They came with a remote and a timer. You can turn them on and off with the push of a button and you can also time them to stay on for a certain length of time upon which they will turn themselves off. Very handy.


 

The battle with the Fugus gnats continues. They are really doing my head in. I went to Home Hardware yesterday to check and see what they had.  I saw my cousin Sheri and my sister there.  It was really nice to now be living in a place where I can run into family happenchance like that!  Good times.

Home Hardware did not really have anything, but they have ordered me a lamp to plug in that will hopefully help.  I also ordered a new litter box for the cats that should be here by next Wednesday. You roll it over and it strains the litter into a little box that you can pull out and dump.  I fear that the litter box may be the culprit.  That and the kitchen sink drain possibly as that is where I am catching the most gnats in the traps I have made. A few in the trap I put in the bathroom and a few on the artificial fire in the living room. I have tried to place the traps all over the house so that I can catch them everywhere.

Today I am going to go out and buy a big box of baking soda and bottle of white vinegar.  I am out of those things and need more.

This has been a real nuisance to be honest, but I will persevere!

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

A thought to carry with you  . . . 



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*Neglect not the gift that 
is within thee.
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Brown Sugar Quick Bread


In The English Kitchen today  . . .  Brown Sugar Quick Bread.  This is a simple quick bread that is really easy to make and tastes delicious.  Not too sweet, but a slight caramel flavor. You just know I had to butter mine.  It was lovely with a cup of herbal tea. 


I do hope you have a lovely weekend. Whatever you get up to I hope that it brings you joy!  Don't forget!


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