For those of you who do not know what the inside of a fig looks like.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Fig Jam
So today I made fig jam and found... I probably won't make jam out of figs ever again. The whole long process just is not worth what you get in the end. Or maybe I just don't like figs enough. But I took some pictures. Sorry for the horrible photography.
For those of you who do not know what the inside of a fig looks like.
The bucket of figs... thankfully we didn't have to buy them (we have several fig trees).
The jam when it was first put in the pot.
The jam after it was cooking for about a half hour.
It cooked for much longer and the foam disappeared and the color darkened. Then we placed it in 5 jars. Sealed the jars and was finally finished 2 hours after starting....wait that actually might be 3 hours. Oh well.
For those of you who do not know what the inside of a fig looks like.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Wormworldsaga
So I found this amazing online graphic novel that I am enjoying. It is everything I like. Mainly it is about adventures of a boy. Only chapter one seems to be out at the moment but still if you have time check it out.
http://www.wormworldsaga.com/
Blessings to You
"May God grant you always...
A sunbeam to warm you,
a moonbeam to charm you,
a sheltering Angel so nothing can harm you.
Laught to cheer you.
Faithful friends near you.
And whenever you pray,
Heaven to hear you."
-An Irish Blessing
A sunbeam to warm you,
a moonbeam to charm you,
a sheltering Angel so nothing can harm you.
Laught to cheer you.
Faithful friends near you.
And whenever you pray,
Heaven to hear you."
-An Irish Blessing
Monday, July 4, 2011
Little Hands
Little hands on my back
Soft and warm
Little voice whispering in my ear
Describing things right before me
Oh how that one little person can make something you have seen every year fun and new.
How without trying the warm your heart by them just being near.
I know not the love of a man
But the love of a child
Is very precious to me.
Happy 4th of July (Or Day we beat the British as my friend likes to call it). We had a couple family over to our house to watch the fireworks(we can see them going off all across the city). One of the families has a little girl and I had the honor of giving her a piggy back ride so that she could see better. It always amazes me how one hug from her can always make me feel better. It also sets with me a longing to have a little one of my own but that is a longing that oddly brings me joy to have. I know I have several years to go before I have a child of my own (it might be good if I have a husband....lol). I know I am young and have much still to learn but it is fun to think that someday I will hold a child in my arms and tell myself that that child is my gift from God.
Soft and warm
Little voice whispering in my ear
Describing things right before me
Oh how that one little person can make something you have seen every year fun and new.
How without trying the warm your heart by them just being near.
I know not the love of a man
But the love of a child
Is very precious to me.
Happy 4th of July (Or Day we beat the British as my friend likes to call it). We had a couple family over to our house to watch the fireworks(we can see them going off all across the city). One of the families has a little girl and I had the honor of giving her a piggy back ride so that she could see better. It always amazes me how one hug from her can always make me feel better. It also sets with me a longing to have a little one of my own but that is a longing that oddly brings me joy to have. I know I have several years to go before I have a child of my own (it might be good if I have a husband....lol). I know I am young and have much still to learn but it is fun to think that someday I will hold a child in my arms and tell myself that that child is my gift from God.
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