Friday, November 28, 2014

Getting The Right Mindset

In light of recent changes in my food intake, I was a little concerned about how to navigate the Thanksgiving celebration. Have you really thought about how much flour/grain is involved in our contemporary feasts? It is something that I had to sort out and was kind of making a mountain of a molehill in my mind. Once it was apparent that I could eat and not feel deprived, I settled down. I scraped the filling out of the pies and mostly didn't get any of the crusts in my mouth. Oh, they were delicious, too. I hated letting that crust go, but, feeling better and being able to breathe through my nose seemed more important to me. For this same reason I was able to pass up the rolls and the stuffing. I am so very happy for the food that I did get to eat, Squash, Cranberries, Beans, Turkey. I think that was a pretty wonderful feast.
It's not about what cannot be on the plate, it's about what can be on the plate.
Thanksgiving was a wonderful day, filled with good solid family time. It is so nice that my Cousin and her family have invited me to share in their celebration. I am so very grateful.

Saturday, November 8, 2014

The Road to Wellville

Have you ever watched the movie "Road to Wellville"? I understand there is a book, too. It is a wonderful, lighthearted comedy about Dr. John Harvey Kellogg and his attempts at bringing people to good health through clean living during the early 1900's. He employed some pretty bizarre techniques, yet, mingled with the quackery he had some good basis for helping folks to well being.
Wouldn't it be nice if there was a perfect solution to getting to the bottom of cranky sinuses? Clogged ears? Sore Joints and muscles?  Oh, how I wish there was. Life for me lately has been a mix of Prilosec OTC, Allergy Pills, Pain Relievers, Tums...are we adding more of a toxic load to a body that is just trying to tell us something?
I set out on my own road to Wellville several years ago. During this time encountered quacks that have hurt me with their techniques. I have encountered vibrant people who have helped me a great deal. Oh, and self diagnosis? Doesn't work. Sometimes I think I have it all figured out, yet, what I am doing is upsetting my struggling system even more. Then, there is discouragement. I have a tendency to "throw the baby out with the bathwater"  and go backwards. Life gets to be too hectic, the easy meals come back into the house. Cooking with blinders on, not reading the labels, justifying the foods we are ingesting in this home...a recipe to set us up for feeling poorly.
Time to unsubscribe from some of the emails I get for coupons and fast dinners. Time to adapt and figure out how to eat well and not have to cook all of my free time away.
Well,  as Mom used to say, "If at first you don't succeed, try, try again."
Time to read "Nourishing Traditions", again. 
Time to get back to the good cooking basics.
There is a lot of great info in this book. I make a few things from it regularly. Stock, Crispy nuts, Nut Butter, some of the pickled foods. Time to experiment more.

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Sometimes you just have to let the Earth Mama loose...

Today, as I was catching up on my favorite forum in Ravelry, I was inspired. I mean it just took the day over.
  1. I made Honey Whole Wheat Bread.
  2. Raked out my flower gardens in the front.
  3. Decided that it would be great to incorporate an afternoon tea into my lifestyle.
I cannot tell you how much I am enjoying today, the scent of freshly baked bread wafting through the house lifts my spirits so. I need more practice, as my bread cracked open. But, that is a something I am happy to do. So, here are some pictures of the bread as I progressed through the day.

Book that I have had since 1986, has the best tutorial for making hand kneaded basic bread.
The flour was purchased from Wholeshare, farmer ground and organic. It is a joy to work with, too.
Dough has been kneaded and oiled, ready for the first rise.

After the first rise. So pretty!

Deflated, some call it punched down.
Ready for the third and final rise.

I think I should get larger bread pans, the dough is a little too big for these.
Beautiful Golden Brown Loaves....

While I was waiting for the first rise of my bread, I wandered outside to do some raking. Here is a picture of some of the Daffodils and Jonquils blooming at the moment. So pretty.

Then, I came in for some rest while the bread was baking and had some afternoon tea. 
Thank you for my teapot and mugs Anna Maire, I really love them.
Tea included “Strawberry Grapefruit Xue Long” Green tea, some roasted almonds and blueberries in lemon gelatin. Claudia from Mr Puffy's Knitting Blog inspired me to have a time to enjoy my tea and use some of the pretty and sentimental things in my life.
Afternoon Tea

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Knitting and Crochet Year in Review 2013

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New Starts, New Year

Thank you so very, very much.

I want to say thank you to my family and friends for your support and your kindnesses through 2013. It was a year filled with many kindnesses and much sadness.
I am especially grateful to everyone that gave me their support as Dad transitioned over to the afterlife.

Thank you to my family that included me for their Holidays (you know who you are and I am so very grateful).
The winds of change continue to blow. There is always a reason for the way things turn out. When one door closes another will open. That next step is where our journey is meant to take us. 
So, ever onward, ever hopeful!

May you all be richly blessed. 
May your days be full of love and of joy. 
May you prosper with good things and always have more than you need. 
May you be in great health.
May you find a job if you are without one.
May your farms and businesses be always profitable.
May your creativity flow and may you have the time you need for being creative.
May your homes be organized.
May your finances be free of debt.
May you live a harmonious life.
May contentment reside in your lives.
(all of the hopes for me too...)


Saturday, June 22, 2013

Fare thee well Dad

This is going to be a difficult entry to write. As my thoughts form and then get typed, I find that allot of these thoughts are not translating well to written word.

My mother passed away in 2007, it was so very hard on my father. His grief was so terrible, that I think I tried to grieve for him and for myself in some ways. He and my Mom have been sweethearts since they were 16 years of age.
They met at a Halloween Party at their local Grange and the rest as they say is history. They married at age 21, while Dad was still in the service. She lived at home with her father for the first year of her marriage while Dad was deployed in Japan to support the B-29's during the Korean conflict. One time he told me that he wanted to live in Japan, it was such a beautiful place and the people were so kind there. Mom would not hear of it though. Mom was a person that loved being "home". Home to her would always be where she grew up.
My parents each grew up on dairy farms. When they were very young, they were still using horses to put the fields in. They used hand crank cream separators (probably manufactured in one of the DeLaval plants in New York) for the milk. The butter was churned in a big churn and dash. Ice was cut in the winter and stored. The water inside the house was brought into the kitchen sink using a hand pump or, in Dad's case, the hand pump was out in the yard. Electricity still hadn't reached these rural areas yet. They milked the cows, planted, picked and preserved vegetables, made haystacks in the fields (yeah, no bales yet). All done by hand or with horses, no power equipment in sight for them yet. Harvest time, once done was always a time of celebration. Mom remembers her relatives of Gorali descent dressing in their embroidered vests, skirts and leggings and the party going for several days. The different family members that played instruments would set up in the barn and they would have a grand old time. I don't really remember party stories from Dads home, but I do remember that his father played the best pranks on him and his siblings around harvest time. Especially when there was a spooky full moon. As the years went by, the farms modernized with Tractors and Harvest Equipment. More on Tractors and Implements in a bit.
My Father enlisted in the Air Force and served four years during the Korean Conflict. He was an engine mechanic for the B-29's that supported our troops. He also taught other engine mechanics to work on these engines. Dad was very proud of his service record and all that he accomplished while enlisted. He entered the service as a shy young man and developed a sense of worth and confidence while there.
When Dad returned to the US and was discharged, he and Mom set themselves up and started their life together. Dad worked as a mechanic for an International Harvester dealer that sold tractors, harvesters, implements, trucks and scouts. He then became a Diesel Technician for Ford Motor Company, Tractor and Implement division. They had a diesel lab in Latham, New York where he worked until he became a Service Representative. Dad would be called in when the dealers mechanics could not fix a problem. He put on many training schools, set up many fair displays, helped many people fix their problems with Farm and Industrial Equipment. For a time he worked on the "Hot Line" in Detroit. He was not one that liked being tied to a desk or interacting with computers. Ford and New Holland merged, so, Dad had the opportunity to be back in the field doing what he loved best. He was proud of the fact that he had gone through his career for Ford/ Ford-New Holland with no accidents.
He and Mom enjoyed retirement, an Alaskan Cruise was a highlight for them. They enjoyed family barbecues and many great times with family and friends through the years.
Wherever Mom and Dad lived, they made long lasting friends. People always felt comfortable and welcomed. I have had the honor to meet some of their friends and am very grateful to have the opportunity.
Dad's love for the Air Force set up a legacy of family members following his footsteps.
We have many warm memories and many cherished times to help us remember our Dad.
I have been blessed to get to know my father more closely over these last 6 years. I learned so much more about the man my father was and the kindness, warmth and care that he had in his heart. He was a good man, and wonderful friend and a great Daddy. I will miss him so very much.
Thank you to everyone that has reached out to us, you helped my Dad get through these last few years with some very happy days. His phone was his connection to the outside world and your calls meant the world to him.
Dairy Farm Tribute
Tribute to his days in the Air Force

Tribute to Dad's career in Farm Equipment

Farm Equipment tribute

The framed print has the B-29 at the head of the formation

Family Tribute

Honor Guard

Completed the Rifle Salute, horn playing Taps

Blessing and Burial Rites have been prayed.

Folding of the ceremonial flag

Final Tribute of flowers

It's not "Goodbye", but, "See You Later, Dad." Until then....