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Mon Ami.

It is hard to believe that today was the last day.
Yes.
The last day of Bells visit.
I have loved having her with me. We have stayed up late at night dreaming of sewing studios. Figuring out purse patterns.
We have had so much tea this week. At least two kinds a day. We ran out of types to try so we took a trip to the tea shop downtown. And today Fed-Ex made me so happy.
They brought tea.
Right now there is Harney & Sons Vanilla Comoro brewing.
And homemade Strawberry Poptarts are in the making.

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I’m going on holiday to visit this girl. Her name is Grace.
(That’s me, slaving away in the back.)
Grace and I have many kitchen adventure memories. We both love baking and cooking. So, when we’re in the kitchen together, we do it up big. (Late into the night as well. At least dinner was ready by nine o’clock that one time…)
We’re hoping to tackle homemade marshmallows and graham crackers for smores this time. And we’ll be grilling. Grilled pizza for sure. Possibly some kabobs or skewers of some sort. And most definately baking…

Cupcakes!

{I really think Grace and I could own a cupcake shop someday.}

We’re going to have so much fun.

p.s. Maybe I’ll fill you in on our adventures when I get back…

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I know, you haven’t seen me in a while. I’m very sorry. I have been part busy, part lazy. But that was not what I was referring to in the blog title.

Long time no see.

Yesterday, I spent the afternoon and evening with three of my favourite girls. The last time I had seen them was February 22, 2009.

There is Miss Tandy…   

And Ria…  

And Bell (on right).  

They are three sisters that live in central Oregon.  I have only met them three times and they are some of my dearest friends. (special thanks to the United States Postal Service and Alexander Graham Bell.)  I still can’t believe how all the pieces fell into place last week and then Saturday morning I was on my way down to actually see them. In Washington.  It was so worth the more than two hour car ride.  Turned out to be the most beautiful and warmest day of the year so far.  The best day of the year in every way so far, according to my book. 
Except the saying goodbye at the end of the day part.  I could have done without that. 

That is my excitement for now.  I shared it with you. I have a list of other things I have been meaning to share with you….

-Some amazing Swedish Almond Rusks and Raspberry Crunch Bars that I made a while ago. I would bake rusks every week if it weren’t for the guilt I should feel after I eat them all up.
-The birthday banner I made for Bell.
-My answer to the questions I get about future college and career plans, goals, and aspirations. And peoples reaction to that.

But for now, that’s it. I hope there is a smile on your face.

{The roses are blooming.}

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mini Vacation.

I left town on Sunday, April 19th.
I traveled 129 miles.
I hugged my best friend.

Grace.

She is amazing. I am so blessed to have her friendship. I cannot even begin to describe what a special time we had together. I spent four nights with her and her family. It was so much fun. And really, for only four days… we got a lot accomplished!
We baked scones…cinnamon oatmeal scones.
We drank tea. Boston tea. I almost forgot to pack that.
We milked goats. Well… I guess I didn’t. Grace and Mary Beth did.
We made an amazing gourmet dinner (well worth the wait, everyone agreed.). We made stuffed chicken breasts with wild rice and a tasty sauce and a balsamic salad dressing on fresh greens. It was oh so good. I don’t like mushrooms- the chicken was stuffed with a mushroom mixture- Lewis didn’t even know there were mushrooms- It was THAT good. We recieved an A++.
We weeded the strawberry beds. Oh so many weeds.
We scoured the milk room (that was invigorating!). Ah! runaway water! Bleached knees. Don’t know why we didn’t get out the squeegee earlier. I Loved that thing.
We stayed up untill 2 o’clock in the morning. I will never forget those long late night chats. I felt like we’d both grown up since I was last there. I seemed to be looking into a picture of two young women in conversation on a crisp white bed. Whispering, smiling, laughing, and enjoying each others conversation. I liked it ever so much.
We baked the most amazing cinnamon rolls. Cream Cheese Cinnamon Rolls. Devoured in no time and enjoyed by all!
Drank more tea…
We sewed ourselves some new summer skirts. I sewed button holes on a machine for the first time. It’s so easy! And addicting. I serged for the first time too! So professional, I know.
We listened to NewWorldSon.
We laughed. A lot.
….Yes, It was a very productive week.

Coming home and getting used to my own schedule again is kinda rough. My alarm woke me up at 6 o’clock this morning… I didn’t want to hear it.

There will be pictures of my mini vacation coming soon! Thanks to Mary Beth… the official photographer of the week. *smile*

I hope you all had a good weekend!

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A Day of Aprons.

     This last Thursday we had a handful of ladies over for a day of fun, encouragement, and instruction.  We had a lovely potluck lunch and tea… always lots of tea.  After that we got down to the subject of the day.  Aprons.  Everyone brought their own aprons to share.  It was fun to see them all.  We had a little sewing lesson given by Laurie.  She did a wonderful job.  We learned how to make three different aprons from one pair of mens jeans.  Now that, my friends, is resourceful.  And of course some wonderful, basic sewing tips as well.  I love sewing and I love aprons.  Here is a little poem someone shared about Aprons.

The History of ‘Aprons’.

I don’t think our kids know what an apron is.
The principal use of Grandma’s apron was to protect the dress underneath. Because she only had a few, it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and they used less material, but it also served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.
It was wonderful for drying children’s tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears.
From the chicken coop, the apron was used for carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming oven.
When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.
When the weather was cold, Grandma wrapped it around her arms.
Those bis old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables. After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.
In fall, the apron was used to bring in apples fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron could dust in a matter of seconds.
When dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the porch, waved her apron, and the men knew it was time to come in for dinner.
It will be a long time before someone invents something that will replace that ‘old-time apron’ that served so many purposes.

-Author Unknown

     A woman I know, once said it well –‘Aprons are a uniform.’  I love thinking of it that way.  Aprons are the uniform of the Keeper of the Home.  A homemaker, in her kitchen wears her apron while making meals for her family.  A homemaker, in her garden wears an apron while planting, weeding, and harvesting produce for her household.  A well-worn apron says ‘Welcome’ to whoever may drop in.  

     Someday, I hope to be that homemaker.

     For now, I will practice wearing my apron… and fine tuning my homemaking skills.  Dinner was late last night.  All on account of me, the green beans took longer to roast than I expected.  Yes, I have a lot to learn…

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     “Seventeen!?!  You can’t turn seventeen! You can’t! You’re going to get old!”
                                                -Jessica, nearly in tears.  Age five.

     Yes, that’s me.  Old.  I confess, sometimes I do feel old.  Especially when I’m waiting for the school bus with little kiddos buzzing around me.  Most of the time… I just feel like a kid, Even though I just turned 17.  I’m so thankfull for all my dear friends and family who made my birthday so special.  I can’t wait to start writing Thank You’s.

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     turning leaves

     Summer is over and Fall is here! I am always surprised how excited I get every time it comes around. The brilliant-red of the turning leaves always stirs something inside of me. I start thinking about all the cozy evenings. Wrapping myself in a blanket at the fireside reading Dickens and listening to the pattering of raindrops against the window panes. The smell of hot cider floating on the air and the sound of joy and laughter ringing through the house. Family and Friends coming to visit and share a meal. Oh, the meals of Fall and Winter are so lovely… Roasted chicken, stuffed with Mamas savoury sage dressing, gravy and mashed potatoes, pumpkin pies, homemade donuts… comfort food, seriously. But yes,  pretty soon the colourful leaves begin to drop one by one to join the leaves of yesteryear upon the ground. It amazes me how anyone could observe the changing seasons and not see The Creator.  It is so evident to me that he has planned out every detail [from the falling leaves to your life story] according to His purpose. Reminds me of a song out of Psalm 8.

     Oh Lord, our Lord, how excellent is Thy name, in all the earth! Who hast set Thy glory above the heavens. When I consider the heavens the works of Thy fingers, the moon and the stars which Thou hast ordained, the sheep and the oxen, the beast of the field, the fowl of the air, the fish of the sea… What is man that Thou art mindful of him.

     I love that song. Life gets busy but I hope I’ll always have time to stop and admire Gods handiwork. And I desire to never stop singing His praises. He is so worthy of them.

     Go out, admire the falling leaves.

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