Earlier this week, after morning meetings, I met up with my sister-in-law, my niece and two grandnieces to make strawberry jam and pretty much chat and giggle the time away. Well, I say “making” like I was in the thick of things sweating over a hot stove stirring sugar-laden bubbling strawberries; when in reality, I was merely lending support, standing on the sidelines sipping a refreshing herbal iced tea! I think not doing all the work might be one of the benefits of growing older and having granny status. It's time to step back and let the kids do the cooking while the elders stand back and give sage advice on both the making of jam and the living of life, right? Although, to be fair, my sister-in-law was making pie crusts for the two strawberry pies that were also in the works. Fun fact – she was using my mom’s pie crust recipe – a recipe that I have never used!
Showing posts with label country. Show all posts
Showing posts with label country. Show all posts
Saturday, June 13, 2015
Fruit, Flowers & Country Roads
Labels:
birdwatching,
blog,
country,
countryliving,
diary,
farm,
flowers,
gardening,
hawk,
lifestyle,
log,
mt hood,
northwest,
pacific,
planner,
willamette valley
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Halloween, Cairns & Love
Sometimes in
life, if we're lucky, we have the great fortune of sharing our path with a few incredible
spirits. For the last thirty years I shared that path with Janice…the first
twenty from a distance and the last ten in each other’s backyards as sisters,
of sorts. For me, these pix of Beatrix and Janice’s Missy, celebrating Halloween
in their own special way, will always remind me of the loving, silly and
sometimes sad times I shared with Janice.
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Morning Moon, Traffic Jams & Flags
It tickles me
as I read through my Twitter and Instagram feeds – everyone is so busy and
so hungry! I don’t know if it is my age now or my current country living self
but I find myself wondering if anyone ever just hangs out at home. I know that
when I lived in New York way back when, there were days I met up with friends
for dinner, farmer’s markets, museums, Central Park and shows but I know that I
spent a lot of time at home on the Upper East Side with Agatha, my Norwich
Terrier. I’m the first to admit that I am a homebody to the max – to the point
that people have stopped asking me to join in since they know I will most
likely turn down their invitations.
Labels:
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dundee,
life,
newburg,
Oregon,
pacific northwest,
st. paul,
tasting,
wine,
wine country
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