This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy stayed home,
This little piggy had roast beef ,
This little piggy had none
... and this little piggy cried ~ wee wee wee
.... all the way home.
Tuesday, 4 October 2011
Monday, 19 September 2011
Medallion Quilt
Monday, 5 September 2011
Chokecherry Syrup
Ever since I was a young girl I have loved the flavour of chokecherry syrup. We would often go and pick fruit - I think my dad thought it was safe to send us picking because the cherries were too bitter to eat and we would have lots of chokecherries in our buckets at the end of the picking.
Chokecherries are usually ready mid August to early September. The chokecherry bush behind my fathers house was bare this year - the frost killed the blossoms in the spring. We managed to locate some fruit further down in the coulies where the bushes were better protected from the elements.
After washing the berries and moving leaves and twigs, we boiled the fruit to soften and make it easier to mash to a pulp.
After mashing and removing the stones you add some water and boil a second time to get more of the precious juice.
When the juice is all collected you add sugar and heat it to a rolling boil. After it thickens you add the juice to heated jars and sterilized lids and tighten the jar rings. Within a half an hour you will hear the lids ping and pop, which is the best sound you can hear when canning.
Wednesday, 31 August 2011
Sunday, 10 July 2011
Church History Sites - Palmyra 2011
We had such a wonderful time in Palmyra with my sister and her family. We walked through the sacred grove with the kids.
The Smith Log House
The room where Moroni appeared to Joseph Smith
The Smith Frame House
The Printing Press
The Smith Log House
The room where Moroni appeared to Joseph Smith
The Smith Frame House
The Printing Press
Tuesday, 28 June 2011
My Book - Hands
I woke in the middle of the night about a year ago and realized what my Patriarchal Blessing meant when it says ~ " into your home will come faithful spirits requiring the strength of their mothers hands to see them faithful in the gospel." I then remembered a friends words from so long ago, "you must write a book and call it Hands."
I have been slowly putting a series of stories together for my book. The stories are funny and spiritual, they will touch your heart. My husband David has already written a beautiful song to go along with my book.
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