Today I am just smoking fish for Saturdays market. Andrew will hopefully be able to go fishing tomorrow. The marine forecast for tomorrow is 15 knots from the west. Then increasing to 20 knots from the northwest Friday evening. Hopefully we will be able to get out on the water first thing.
The wheat is "no tilled" which means that Colin did not plow this field in the fall. It looks a little smoother than normal, but that's because of using the disk and harrow. No tilling saves a lot of fuel, which is good for the environment and for our input costs. It is also a time saver, something to think about now that Colin's Dad is starting to want to slow down. We have to find time saving ways if Colin is going to be able to work the land himself.
This is where the real farm work is going on right now. This is Daddy's greenhouse and it is full of sprouts. You can see the plastic hanging down from the ceiling. Colin uses that to create a smaller greenhouse inside to keep the temperature about freezing overnight. There is a space heater for really cold nights. We won't be safely free of frost until May 24.
"But it doesn't apply today, it's only cultural" I am so tired of hearing that pathetic excuse. Let's just start by looking at the verses again. If women covering their heads in prayer is "only cultural" then doesn't that mean that verse 4 is "only cultural" too? Why is it that men are expected to take their hats off when they pray? If these verses are "only cultural" then men should be allowed to wear their ball caps in church. I don't know of any church today, Protestant or otherwise that would tolerate men wearing hats in church. For goodness sake, even in NASCAR they tell everyone to remove their hats before the opening prayer!
If women wearing prayer coverings were only cultural, why did women cover for the last 1,960 years? Women stopped wearing coverings, be it veils, hats, etc, to church only in the 60's and 70's when Women's Lib really started taking over society. That's what makes me laugh when I hear churches say they have "no tradition" of women covering. Feminism has told so many lies and brainwashed society into believe what they want it to believe, people have stopped using their own brains. I love history and have done a number of project on churches and such. And I have yet to find an old picture of a church gathering (pre-1970's) that doesn't show nearly every woman wearing a hat! How's that for tradition! Even when my parents were married in 1970, it was expected that hats or veils would be worn for church.
If you want to talk of church tradition, the Blessed Virgin covered her head. I'm happy to follow her tradition.
One argument I've heard lately (in Internet-land) is the cry of Legalism. Pastors in particular seem to like to throw that one around. What is Legalism really? It's following every order in the Bible down to the letter in the mistaken belief that this behaviour will gain you a place/better place in Heaven. This is not why most women wear a head covering. True there may be some, but there are always exception. And yes, it's true that we are following a Biblical directive to cover and/or dress modestly. But, do we do this so we can get to Heaven, NO. We cover because it is what God wants us to do and since we love Him we do it to please Him.
It's like watching NASCAR or making fruitcake. I don't really care for NASCAR but I watch NASCAR with Colin -every Sunday and you couldn't pay me enough money to eat fruitcake but I make my famous fruitcake every Christmas because my Mom and family love it. I don't do these things for reward I do it out of love. Therefore, it's the same with covering. I cover out of love for God and to please Him, not just to try and get a reward, i.e., Heaven. I've been saved by God's Grace, I don't need to do good works. I want to do them!!
I truly feel the cry of Legalism comes from a guilty conscience. Pastors know they should be preaching the desires of God more thoroughly, but are afraid of ruffling the Feminist feathers of their congregations. And when other women say it, it is because they know in their hearts that they are not doing what pleases God.
I've been shocked to hear some pastors have actually told covering women that they are no longer welcome in that church. How's that for Christian behaviour? Those pastors need to be reminded that they serve God and the church is not theirs to run as they choose. Besides, how is a little piece of cloth/hat going to hurt the worship of the Lord? Maybe it will bring other women to read their bibles more closely and listen to what the Lord wants? Pastors also seem to forget that a woman only has to explain herself to God and her husband/father. All that aside, maybe the pastor's attention would be better spent addressing the women of the congregation that seem to forget to get dressed before going to church! The outfits that are allowed to be worn to church are downright shameful. I'm not suggesting full burkas for women, but surely, Colin should be able to attend church with me without having to see all manner of bra straps, pantie lines, and other things I won't mention. Pastors should really worry about more things than what's on a woman's head.
I think those are all the reasons against head covering. As you can see from my other post, I wear head coverings that don't really stand out. They do in a way, because so few women wear anything on their head. But I don't wear, for example, Mennonite style prayer caps or long Charity-style veils. I don't feel the Lord has called me to stand out any more than I already do because I wear modest dresses. I cover for/because of my love for the Lord. I don't need to put myself on display. That's one of the benefits of dressing modest and wearing head coverings, I no longer have to "fit" the current definition of fashionable and I'm not on display for every passing man to ogle. I have noticed one thing since changing to dresses and coverings. I get much more respect and gentlemanly behaviour from men when I'm out in public. They even seem to mind their language more, which is good since I always have Ella with me. This also, isn't the reason I cover, just a nice added bonus. Then of course, there is the pleasure it brings my husband. Colin loves to see me dressed as a lady and he finds my coverings very "suiting". These aren't the real reasons I cover but they sure are nice added bonuses -see what happens when we please God?
I forgot to mention, this is the best response I've ever heard to "why do you cover", especially when asked with malice by another Christian woman... the response is "why aren't you?"
I was so excited to receive the gorgeous big Jen Jones book about Welsh quilts featured in an earlier post. It's a large coffee table type of book. What I'm enjoying most are the wonderful colored photographs and closeup detail shots of tons of the antique quilts Ms. Jones has in her collection. What a treasure.
Here are the quilts that were exhibited in our local Public Library during the month of April. Each quilt was cleverly hung from the lighting fixtures with fishing line attached to metal shower hangers. Each quilt also had the poem that was interpreted by each participant hung the same way! I was happy to get my quilt home safely and displayed it in a temporary location until I can find just the right spot! I just got to the library in time to photograph it as moments after these pictures were taken, ladders appeared and the quilts were quickly and quietly taken down.
This is one of our springtime creations. We created a veggie rub out of Italian spice, red pepper flakes, freshly ground pepper and red garlic sansel and mixed it in with green pepper, zucchini, garlic, onion and a ton of eggplant. We grilled the vegetables on the bbq and then tossed them with some organic kamut pasta and a tiny bit of tomato sauce...awesome!
Eat Your Eggplant!
Excellent source of potassium, dietary fiber and copper. Also a good source of vitamin B6 and folate (which helps regulate red blood cells and prevent anemia, promotes skin cell production and has been proven to aid in the prevention of osteoporosis and Alzheimer's). As an added bonus, eggplant is also rich in antioxidants and is referred to as "brain food" based on the antioxidant nasunin found in the skin of eggplant - protects the lipids (fats) in brain cells which in turn helps protects the cells themselves and may even play a key role in preventing the cellular destruction that can lead to cancer. Be a cancer-free smarty pants and eat your eggplant!
So I ran today. I flew!
I don't know what it is, but when you are running, time is irrelevant, or at least, it can be. In order to press on, you have to live each step in the moment, never thinking of how far you've come or how far you've yet to go. When my mind wanders, and I see a breathtaking view, I forget I am running, and all I can feel is the gentle breeze, brushing softly against my face, keeping me refreshed and able to continue.
It's such a metaphor for life! Such an accurate description of time... For what is time? This subjective thing that moves so slowly or quickly, and allows us to let things in the past go, and look forward to the future. All in one moment, a lifetime.
I run, and reach my destination; an old maple tree on a practically deserted road, and I lean my heaving body against it's cracking sides. It holds me, and comforts me. It is almost as though I do not exist, for I look up, and my shadow has been swallowed by this massive life-giving force behind me. Stopping, I look around, and see the grasses gently waving in the wind, and listen to the birds and rabbits moving softly through the brush. That breeze, it tickles my ears and eyelashes, and I feel so very calm.
Resting there for a while, I see all the life around me; the moss on the tree, and tiny leaves growing out from that soft, green carpet. A small fly that lands upon my shirt and decides to honour me with a brief visit. The sun, which shines it's sleep head upon this secret haven of hope and life. I see it all so clearly! It is all so vivid now!
And then I run again, propelled forward by some unseen force, running--somehow--for a cause. With a purpose. Because of love?
Wind in on my face, I return home. Happy. Joyful.
Myself and the boys just returned from a bike ride again and now I am just happy to sit and wait for Andrew to come home.
Andrew's birthday today so we can share some cake tonight as long as the boys can stay awake.
The weekend sounds a bit breezy but hopefully it is wrong or coming in a direction that works for us. Tomorrow is suppose to be thunderstorms but calmer in the evening. We will need to wait and see. Tonight the water looks confused and moving quite quick. The boys tell me it is warming up but I think they are just trying to see if I would let them go swimming. No swimming for a couple of months.
I am just glad to get back to normal tomorrow. The boys agree.
I know, I'm English-born, but gardening is not one of the talents I brought with me to the New World! It's a nice assumption that many American friends make. They assume, because of my origins and accent, that I am a keen and talented gardener. Which I'm not. I do love gardens but have never had the urge to really get with it in that department! However, I do a mean job of planting in containers and had a little expedition to Home Depot this week. This is as far as I got. Doing the choosing and buying part. Next I have to hose out various nice containers I have accumulated and find the strength to lug the 1 yard of potting soil to my deck where I'll have a planting session. I found a couple of poppy varieties on sale. Poor things, they were wilting in the sun. But now they have perked up and I shall be very advanced with my gardening skills and actually plant these in my "low maintenance garden"! (lawns, trees, bulbs and rhodie bushes) The close-up of the alien looking about-to-be-blossoms are Icelandic Poppies. I also bought a California Poppy. He has two flowers but thinks it is just a bit cold right now to open up his blossoms.
Isn't it strange, how fast a year goes? Isn't it funny how slowly days go by?
And isn't it absolutely amazing, when you realize you're in a new stage of life, a new moment, an awakening? Or when, in the midst of all the newness, a seemingly insignificant question is posed, and you realize the only answer to your lack of participation is simply because you haven't done it before? And that haunts you.
But isn't it beautiful, to be loved by someone, and to look up, and see the sun, and feel the breeze pass through us? To see the tiny flowers, or take some hidden rural road behind the bustle of town? It keeps me thinking.
When it doesn't matter that I'm tired, or that I just want to sleep. When I don't mind being overly warm or overly cold. When it doesn't matter that I'm hungry, or that my hand is sliding in it's sticky sweat. Isn't it grand?
Isn't it wonderful to make music with people, or just to sit and watch some spraying water move along with the tunes being made? I love the feeling of that smile that settles neatly across my face. Or sometimes to walk alone, in silence, or alone with a rhyme in your mind. Or, of course, to walk, two, side by side but alone, each in a thought world far removed.
Isn't it wonderful, to spend a day hard at work, to look up and think, at any given time, that there are people in this world that love you, and people that want to spend time with you? That there are communities of music and joy that you are a part of?
Today is St. George's day -- he's the patron saint of England! A bit of study reveals thatt he was admired for his bravery and other macho stuff. It's also Shakespeare's birthday ( a date that is a legend not a fact apparently) and, more importantly, it's my younger sons's Thirtieth Birthday.
From Vegan Soups & Hearty Stews for All Seasons
Andrew did well on his speech. That was a first time in front of a crowd like that. He is going to try to make it to the shore of the Pacific today. The fisherman is missing the water but I am sure it will be very different than Georgian Bay. I love the smell of the ocean and that is something I will never forget. Hopefully he notices it and is able to at least put his foot in it. I asked him to bring me home a shell but with no creatures still accommodating it. When I was on the Pacific shores off Victoria I remember the handfuls of sand dollars that scattered the shore. Also the numerous other types of shells but some of them still had occupants.
Finally here at home the sun has peeked out. The boys are anxious to go out biking tonight. I am trying to relax before this for I know they have been saving up the energy all week and the plan is to go until mom says "I give".
We will share the pictures of Andrew's trip when he returns. He will be back tomorrow night and just in time for his birthday. He will also be bringing back Daniel and work will commence Saturday.
I'll just share a picture of Ella on her bike. Last summer I thought she's never get it figured out. This year there is no stopping her.
Hey! Look at that! A Dr. Suess tower! Note the cuteness of the napping Munchkin O. on the right... :-)
Good work, Munchkin S.! It's almost as tall as you!
Uh...you're in front of my tower, girlie...
Check out the marvelous-ness of the top! And note the cute little almost-two-year-old arm adding stuff on the right... :-)
Ah! She moved!
Ahhhh...fall down go boom!
Good job Munchkin S. Rebuilding is the way to go. :-)
He is lucky he pulled his nets from the Bay before he left. It is windy and just yucky here. The wind is southeast 20-25 knots and waves 2 metres. I wish I could show you the white caps hitting our shore. The temperature is 6. We are back to wearing jackets and sweaters.
I spent the day trying to figure out what to keep myself busy with. I froze up yesterdays catch and did a bit of a clean up. Pretty quiet here during the day with Andrew in San Jose and Daniel also left for the city for the week till Andrew returns. It's nice to be so quiet but wish the weather would clear up so I could go weed my flower bed or clean up the yard.
On the house front, things are going well. We were at the Home Show in Petewawa on the weekend. We found another modular home builder, Guildcrest, that is actual based in Ontario. A definite plus. Also, their homes arrive complete, inside and out (except of course for the "seam"). Their prices are equal to or less than the company we were thinking of using. And those homes were completely NOT finished inside. Colin would have months of work to do before we could move in. We even got a quote for the new septic that was half of what Colin was expecting. Getting quotes has been the hardest part of all this -except the waiting. I'm getting so excited, I just hope we can work mortgage payments that we can afford.
Here's the floorplan we're thinking about. Room size is subject to change because I don't know what I'm doing :)
Cookie day today (in between loads of laundry). I made Bushel Cookies. I made the 1/4 batch because it's a new recipe. The 1/4 batch made 8 dozen cookies, plus 4 "Daddy size" cookies. I hope you've got a scale. Next time I make them I'll measure my ingredients and update the recipe. Also hope you've got a cookie scoop, the dough is rather slack and sticky.
Full Batch 1/4 Batch 1/2 Batch
Brown sugar 5 lbs 1 1/4 lbs 2 1/2 lbs
Lard 2 1/2 lb scant 3/4 lb 1 1/4 lbs
Eggs 12 3 6
Maple Syrup 1 c. 1/4 c. 1/2 c.
Baking Soda 2 oz. 1/2 oz. 1 oz.
Baking Powder 2 oz. 1/2 oz. 1 oz.
Milk 1 qt 1/4 qt 1/2 qt
Flour 6 lbs 1 1/2 lbs 3 lbs
Oatmeal 2 lbs 1/2 lb 1 lb
Raisins and Chocolate Chips, mixed 2lbs 1/2 lb 1 lb
Ground salted peanuts 1 lb 1/4 lb 1/2 lb
Mix as you would any other cookie. Cream shortening and sugar. Mix in eggs and syrup and oatmeal. Alternate milk with flour and leavenings. Then gently mix in raisins, chips and peanuts. Bake 350F for 10-12 min. on greased cookie sheets. Let cool 5 min before removing from sheets or they will stick.
Personally, next time I will save the maple syrup for my pancakes, as you can't really taste it in the finished cookie. I may put in at least 1/2cup (per 1/4 batch) of peanut butter. I also did not put in the ground peanuts. I don't like nuts in things so I didn't have any around. I did have some sunflower seeds in the freezer, so I added some of them.
I always keep my nuts and seeds (and yeast) in the freezer. Please don't keep them in your cupboard, they can go rancid very quickly.
My cousin, who lives in a 14th century farmhouse in North Wales, actually drove to Jen Jones's place in South Wales to buy her new book"Les Quilts Gallois/Welsh Quilts" for my recent birthday! I am waiting with much anticipation for the mailman to deliver this wonderful gift. I do already have the little grey paperback book in my quilting library which contains an interesting history about these unique quilts. Another Welsh cousin sent me a funky example of a quilt that she picked up at a garage sale which had been formerly used by a farmer to cover his tractor seat! I need to get that out and photograph it. What's so terrific about Jen Jones, an American woman, is that she went to Wales and unearthed these quilt treasures and caused quite a revival of appreciation for these unique and expressive quilts.
I've been poring over books about Amish quilts for days and dithering quite a bit. Today I just went for it. I banished the quilt police in my head as I blithely cut the strips, not caring that two of the turquoise strips could only be cut on the bias! I eyeballed the proportions of the bars and borders. This top measures about 21 x 23 inches. Rest assured that the outer border corners are actually square, but I had to crop this picture as the image was a bit wonky. So much for me exploring the earth colors that I have. However, there might be a Rail Fence in me combining some of the leftovers from this top with those quieter colors. Now to figure out about the quilting. I hate to practice my free motion on this piece, so will investigate my stash of traditional quilting stencils and will probably end up hand quilting with luscious hand dyed threads to take it up a notch or two so it feels like my own work. I do love that I was able to stitch this top together so quickly today. Sure beats dithering.
Andrew went out fishing the last time before he leaves for San Jose tomorrow morning. His nets now are sitting on shore waiting for his return. He was able to catch 110 lbs roughly. Now I have enough fish to smoke when he returns. But I freeze it for now and have it patiently wait for his return.
Also the packing was completed. It is quite warm we found out in San Jose right now. Yesterday we thought Toronto was quite warm at 23. When we got home at 5 pm yesterday it was only 7. So now going to somewhere even warmer it will be interesting and difficult for we haven't even unpacked our summer clothing yet. But we managed and now just going over the last details.
I don't know if I will update this blog to much this week for really I won't be doing much except chasing my sons. But I will see how this week goes. Hope you had a great weekend.
Hope everyone had a good Saturday. We did and just glad to be home.
This is my everyday, work in the garden, out and about hat. It fits well over most of my coverings which is handy when I need to throw on a hat (walking for the mail, etc). With a nice big hat pin, I'm ready for any weather.
This is one of my church hats. I have a nice black felt one, much the same style, for winter. Again, stick in a hat pin and you are all set. No worries about the wind.
This is my go-to, everyday covering. It used to be sold by Prayer Coverings.com. It's been discontinued but Bayley, the owner, was kind enough to send me a copy of the pattern so I can contine to make them. It's basically a triangle scarf, but it has two darts in the back that take away the "fly-away" nature of a triangle scarf. I think it's very nice and always looks good. I use a clipie on each side and it doesn't go anywhere all day, I never have to think about it slipping. I plan on making a black lace one for wearing to church/somewhere fancy for when I don't wear a hat. This style looks good with my hair up or down or any where in between. Check out Prayer Coverings, they have many different styles. I could spend a lot of money there :)
Please forgive this picture, I've told you I'm terrible with a camera. Go to the Garlands of Grace site and see much better pictures. This is the Cecily It looks really nice with my hair down, but also works with my usual braids. Garlands of Grace have so many beautiful styles and fabrics, it's hard to choose.
This one is from Garlands of Grace as well. I'm almost wishing I had bought an off-white coloured one because it is so white. I haven't had a chance to wear it yet. Once I get out my white based summer dresses I'll get the chance. It's a snood, which is different for me. I think they are beautiful.