Neighborhood Evening Walk

Psalm 16:11 ~ You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

Proverbs 11:28 ~ Whoever trusts in his riches will fall but the righteous will flourish like a green leaf.

Ephesians 5: 1-2 ~ Therefore be imitators of God as beloved children. And walk in love, as Christ has loved us and gave himself up for us, a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God.

I wish you could smell the wonderful fragrance of this Night Blooming Jasmine. The development that we live in has planted these flowering shrubs in all the common beds. Makes for a wonderful fragrant evening walk…

Isaiah 40:8 ~ The grass withers, the flower fades, but the Word of our God will stand forever.

Isaiah 44:22 ~ I have blotted out your transgressions like a cloud and your sins like mist; return to me, for I have redeemed you.

Our marine layer mist comes from the Pacific over the Santa Monica Mountains to envelope our mornings…

Photobucket blacked out all my photos and is holding all my photos hostage as of July 2017.

The Redwall Cookbook ~ Brian Jacques

If your young readers haven’t been introduced to the Redwall Series by Brian Jacques I recommend these books. I’m an adult who loves reading them. Good animals, evil animals, Redwall Abbey, feasts, adventures, what’s not to enjoy. I received The Redwall Cookbook for Christmas and wanted to share a Spring poem from the book. I’ll probably share a recipe from the book in the future. I thought of Rebecca’s backyard when I read this poem, since just this week all the snow melted away.

Spring

Here’s a secret you don’t know,
’twas a day or two ago
when rain washed winter’s snow away.
I heard two mousewives say,
I think the spring will soon be here,
oh my word, oh joy, oh dear!
The ice upon the pond is gone,
and see that bird, the chirpy one?
I tell you, ’tis no jest,
she’s built herself a nest.
Oh well, I never, gracious me!
Pray, what else do you see?
Why, bluebells, crocus, daffodils,
sprouting up ‘twixt vale and hills,
and grass upon the lea I’ve seen,
like gentle mist of green.
‘Tis not like me to gossip, dear,
but this is what I hear ~
Out in the woods, I tell you true,
I’ve heard the first cuckoo!
Cuckoo he cried, now spring is born,
look forward to each shining morn.
So hurry, ladies ~ haste indoors,
for your spring cleaning chores!

Enjoy the rest of Spring. Praise God for the bluebells, crocus, daffodils, and the cuckoos!

Family Weekend ~ April 21-22

All my photos for this post are being held hostage at Photobucket.

This past weekend April 21st and 22nd was filled with extended family fun. Here are the pictures that tell the weekend story. I’m posting my Saturday post early, Friday night, because “Dear” and I leave early tomorrow for another family day.

Our oldest son Josh and his dad at the Pacific Ocean just south of Pt. Mugu

Father and Son

Once a mother always a mother….hoping my boy doesn’t get swept out to sea!

This seal was relaxing, oblivious to people and barking dogs. He (she) was kind enough to look up at me.

We came home from the beach via the fresh vegetable farm stand and got the fix-ins for Pico de Gallo and fresh strawberries from the local fields. So fresh, so good. “Dear” had some of his famous home-brew on hand which went perfectly with fresh dip that Josh prepared for us. Tomatoes, Jicama, Onion, a Jalapeno, Cilantro, Avocado and juice from a Lime. With chips it made a wonderful lunch. We went to Saturday evening service at E.V. Free where Pastor Steve gave Josh and “Dear” a supposed good excuse to get a tattoo! More to that story later…

Kacie, Jenna, Josh, and Annie (I’m seeing the family resemblance…the eyebrows that Josh and Jenna share, and the smile that Josh and Annie share.

Sunday, first stop, Anaheim Hills for Lox and Bagels. Such a rare wonderful moment for the Cousins on “Dears” side to get together. “Dear” has one brother Terry who is married to Christina and they have 3 lovely daughters. So sad that Dan, Katie, and Laura weren’t here to share the Kodak moment.

Jenna the oldest who lives in New York, Annie who lives in So. California, and Kacie who just turned 16 and lives with her mom and dad in So. California. Beautiful nieces, all three!

We met Jenna’s boyfriend Justin for the first time. He lives in New York, also.

The Oldies but Goodies, “Dear”, Ellen, Christina and Terry

Next we zoomed to Whittier to get together with Ellen’s side of the family. Some of the cousins, Josh, Debbee, Ryan, Melissa, Michelle and Jackson.

Doing what we do best….cooking and eating! Baba and Deda at the head of the table. Meat, salad, rice pilaf, gourmet mac and cheese, Beautiful Strawberry Trifle and Chocolate Pecan Bars…yummy!

Dessert and Chai ( Plain old hot tea in Russian, not the sweet Chinese version popular today)

Nana (my sister Kathy) and Jackson

On our trip home from a long day of family gatherings I shot this from the car on the 101 Fwy in Thousand Oaks, 15 minutes from my own bed…

Saturday April 28th after I post this on my blog “Dear” and I are off on another family adventure. My two nephews are participating in the State History Day Finals in Long Beach, California today. Their performance is focusing on Honour Crimes in Pakistan. Winners move on to Nationals. Their home-school group has been to Nationals representing California twice already. I’m happy to be close by this time so I can actually see their performance. Nationals take place in Washington D.C.

Walking Tour in Great Britain~Wales~Lakes~Scotland~York

In May of 2006 “Dear” and I traveled to Great Britain with 4 of our best friends. Our travel itinerary arranger was Jody and she did a fantastic job finding lovely non-smoking B & B’s with parking and good food. She also made the arrangements for a 7 passenger van that we used for the trip. It was a tight fit with 6 of us and luggage, but we managed. We all just packed one bag that we carried on the plane. (This was before liquids were not allowed anymore in carry-ons). So here’s a short explanation with pictures of our tour.

I’ll be your tour guide. The picture below is of “Dear” and I taken in Edinburgh at a Turkish restaurant.

We flew into Manchester Airport, picked up our van, and headed West to Wales. Our first B & B was in Conwy. The grounds of our B & B shared the castle walls. This was the view from our bedroom window.

The day after we arrived we tried to climb Mt. Snowden, the highest Peak in England and Wales. The day was very blustery and we were literally blown around on the upper part of the mountain and never made it to the top.

This is a Stile (steps for scaling a wall or fence). We felt like we were in a Jane Austen novel. The trail was very rocky, there was loose and fixed shale. It was uneven and very steep which made it hard on the ankles and knees.

Jan and I were happy to turn back half-way up but “Dear”, Bob and Jody made it further up till the wind got to be too much. Dave had an injury shortly before we left on this trip so he could not join us on the more strenuous hikes.

See the shale on the trail?

After that grueling hike this was our first pain killer of choice.

Then we were rewarded for such a heroic attempt by eating out at Bistro Conwy one of the highlights of our trip.

Dave the primo photographer and Jody at Bistro Conwy.

“Dear” and I shared the Welsh Lamb Shoulder. Oh my gosh, good to the last drop in a tasty reduced sauce.

On our 3rd day we headed north to the Lake District. We stayed at Hollows Farm, a 17th century National Trust owned farm outside of Keswick in the Borrowdale Valley along Derwent River. We were literally on the path of many wonderful walking trails. It is here that I heard my first Cuckoo Bird. They actually sing “coo coo, coo coo!”

The farm is in the background.

This was lambing season and it was so much fun to see all the little lambs frolicking about. The walks along River Derwent were wonderful. We went through kissing gates and over stone bridges.

Beatrix Potter’s Derwentwater and trails around this area are the inspiration for some of her books.

Jody, Jan and Bob made it to the top of the Catsbells overlooking Derwentwater.

We checked out of Hollows Farm on a Sunday and found a little church to go to in Keswick and had some food for our Souls before we continued North to Oban, Scotland.

In Oban we stayed at a waterfront B & B for two nights.

Our B & B is the fourth one from the left

From Oban we took a ferry to the Isle of Mull. We crossed Mull via tour bus to get to a smaller ferry that took us to the Isle of Iona. We were all so happy we followed through on plans to come to this Isle. Mull and Iona are part of the Inner Hebrides Islands. The Isle was full of history about the Book of Kells, Columba, Viking raids and the advancement of Christianity into Scotland and beyond. So much amazing history on such a small isle!

On our final morning in Oban we toured the Oban Distillery and tasted Scotch. Even though it was quality stuff only one of us truly appreciated the taste of it. We all appreciated the history and being shown the process.

We now drove Southeast across Scotland to our next stop Edinburgh.

With the help of knowledgeable staff at the Starbucks in Edinburgh we managed to find the Elephant house. This is where J.K. Rowling is said to have mulled over a cup of coffee while writing her first Harry Potter novel.

This is our B & B in Edinburgh . It is here that we experienced our first taste of Haggis, it really was quite nice. We relied heavily on the bus system here and that worked well for us.

From Edinburgh we drove to York which would be the end of the trail for “Dear and I”. Dave, Jody, Bob, and Jan would continue on from York to Bath and London.

York has wonderful cobblestone streets and narrow passageways to explore. Our B & B was just a few blocks outside the city walls and we enjoyed seeing most of York. The free guided tour was worth it, rich with history and information.

One of the highlights of our trip was our ongoing quest to find the best Sticky Toffee Pudding in Great Britain. If you have never tried this wonderful dessert you have truly missed a gastronomical delight!

From York “Dear”and I walked to the train station and boarded a train that took us straight to Manchester Airport. We exited the train took the escalator and were in the airport, fantastic! Here are the three couples who walked, prayed, ate, conversed, drank, hiked, and discovered so many wonderful sights together.

Bob and Jan in Keswick

Dave and Jody (the master planner) in Oban

Ellen and “Dear” in Conwy

The Three Amigas

The three of us have been walking together on Saturdays in Seattle for a few years now. We walk 6 miles and we talk and keep each other accountable. We try to be real and speak the truth into each other. We confess to each other and love each other, deeply. What a blessing God has given us in this friendship. When I’m in California I miss my girls!

The Baby Whisperer

This is our oldest son Josh. Ask any of his friends with children and they’ll tell you that children and babies love Josh. Some people have even called him the “Baby Whisperer”. This picture was taken on Easter. Some children when being disciplined at home have been said to look at a Christmas greeting photo of Josh on the refrigerator and say ” I want Josh”.

Note: Photobucket is holding all my photos hostage and denying me access to them and blacking all the photos I’ve posted from 2007 on so I’ve had to update most of my many posts with new photos that have no link to photobucket. Bah humbug!

Spring Reading Challenge Book Reviews

Clouds of Witness by Dorothy L. Sayers

I need a dictionary close by when reading these mysteries. This story is set in the 1920’s in England. This particular mystery involves Peter’s brother, the accused murderer, whom Peter needs to clear of charges by finding out who really killed his sister’s fiance. Twisted plot, interesting characters, Old English style, and language give it a charming appeal.

This is one of the Lord Peter Wimsey mysteries. I love the character that Sayers has developed in Peter Wimsey’s mother. Here are quotes from her in this book;

“I think there’s often a great deal in what one’s mother says.”…

“My dear child, you can give it a long name if you like, but I’m an old fashioned woman and I call it mother-wit, and it’s so rare for a man to have it that if he does you write a book about him and call him Sherlock Holmes.”

If you’d like to read more about Dorothy Sayers you can click here.

The Dogwood and Easter

This excerpt is taken from Christianity Today (April 2000), written by Virginia Stem Owens;

Although it has not happened since 1913, and won’t happen again till 2008, Easter can come as early as March 23, just barely inside the official limits of spring. But whether Holy Week falls in March or April makes little difference in Texas. It’s always springtime here by then.

People like the dogwood to be in full bloom for Good Friday. They like to point out to one another how the dogwood’s white blossom, shaped like an ivory Maltese cross, each point dented and tinged with red, is an emblem of Christ’s crucifixion wounds. They even send one another greeting cards bearing the so-called Legend of the Dogwood, which links the tree with the wood used for the cross.

The dogwood trees are usually blooming at about the same time I teach college sophomores the Housman poem that begins,

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.

Most of my students have never seen cherry trees in bloom. The Texas weather is too mild and genial for the cherry’s hearty nature, so I rely on the dogwood tree to furnish them with a reasonable facsimile of Housman’s vision. The decorative dogwood chooses to display its white blossoms along the highways precisely when they will be the most conspicuous—before their own leaves unfurl and before the other, taller trees have put on their new leaves. Thus, the shadowy recesses of the winter-bare forests provide the perfect background for the white blossoms.”

The Legend of the Dogwood

There is a legend, that at the time of the Crucifixion the dogwood had been the size of the oak and other forest trees. So firm and strong was the tree that it was chosen as the timber of the cross. To be used thus for such a cruel purpose greatly distressed the tree, and Jesus, nailed upon it, sensed this, and in His gentle pity for all sorrow and suffering said to it: “Because of your regret and pity for My suffering, never again shall the dogwood tree grow large enough to be used as a cross. Henceforth it shall be slender and bent and twisted and its blossoms shall be in the form of a cross. ..two long and two short petals. And in the center of the outer edge of each petal there will be nail prints, brown with rust and stained with red, and in the center of the flower will be a crown of thorns, and all who see it will remember.”

I recognize that this is just a legend but I wanted to post these two entries because I’ve always loved the Dogwood blooms. If I look at them and think about what my Savior did for me that’s a good thing. He created the tree, the beautiful bloom, and you and me to enjoy it!

http://www.ctlibrary.com/ct/2000/aprilweb-only/43.0b.html

http://www.midamericawoodcarvers.org/patterns/dogwood.htm

Kulich – Russian Easter Bread

My mother makes Kulich (Russian Easter Bread) and Sernaya Paska (a yummy sweet cheese, cream spread) every Easter. The white pyramid looking thing with the cross on it is the Sernaya Paska. I don’t have a special mold so mine looks like a rounded dome. I’m including a recipe for the spread and a link to a recipe for Kulich. We eat the bread with the paska or slather it with sour-cream. My mom’s is the best and we’ve documented how she makes it and hopefully we’ll continue the tradition. You use empty, clean, 1 or 2 lb. coffee tins to bake the bread in.

Update for Easter 2008 ~ I’ll be adding my mother’s recipe for Kulich before Easter this year. Click here for the recipe.

Sernaya Paska

Ingredients: 18 – hard boiled eggs / 3 pounds Farmers cheese / 1 pint whipping cream / 3 cubes unsalted butter (12 oz.) / 3 cups sugar /

Press the Farmers cheese through a sieve. (This is the hardest part of the recipe) I usually use a wooden spoon and press it through a wire strainer a little at a time. Separate the egg yolks from the whites. (You will not be using the whites). Press the egg yolks through the sieve. Cream the sugar and butter together. Beat in the egg yolks. Beat in the cheese. Add whipping cream and mix well. You will place the mixture into a strainer lined with about 3 layers of cheesecloth. You will need enough cheesecloth to wrap up and over the top of the cheese. Place the cheese mixture into the cheese cloth lined strainer. Bring the ends of the cheese cloth up and tie the ends on top of the cheese in a knot. Place the sieve into a larger bowl suspended with enough room for the cheese to drain without sitting in the drained liquid. Place a plate on top of the cheese an place a heavy rock, brick, or other weight on top of the plate. Refrigerate over night.

Update #1: I used a plastic flower pot for my Seerney Paska and added more holes to the bottom. I got the shape I wanted and it drained well.

New tip: Use a potato ricer instead of a wire strainer for the egg yolks.

Update #2: This Sernaya Paska recipe is for a huge amount (enough for my huge extended family). If you just want a normal amount, cut the recipe in thirds. (6 cooked egg yolks, 1-lb. cheese, 2/3 cup whipping cream, 1 cube butter and 1 cup sugar. Enjoy!

Tip #2: If you don’t get around to baking Kulich you can substitute a good Panettone for the bread. Hard to find this time of year because most stores stock it at Christmas, not Easter. If you are fortunate to have a Italian food store near you they seem to stock it year round. I bought the most plain one I could find (not easy) It had raisens and candied orange and lemon bits in it. It was a good substitute nevertheless!

ht: Vera Titov/Nadia Bagdanov ~ recipe for Sernaya Paska

Spring has Sprung in Seattle

Restore your light, O excellent chief

to your country; for it is like spring

Where your countenance has appeared;

To the people the day passes more pleasantly,

And the sun shines more brightly.

Horace, Odes, bk. 4, 5, 5.

My first Spring blooms have appeared in my yard in Washington

This is my Lenten Rose~ Helleborus

Click on Lenten Rose (above) to learn more about this popular plant.

My friend Beth gave it to me for my birthday last year.

The amazing thing is that these plants are still alive.

This too is only by the grace of God.

My Camellias which look so nice in a bowl with water and floating candles.

My Lilies that my friend Jan gave me won’t bloom for a bit.

Thank you ladies for adding a bit of your gardening pleasures to my brown thumb yard!

And thank you Lord for keeping these beauties alive. (The plants and my friends)

ht: quote , Real Christianity by William Wilberforce, rev./updated by Bob Beltz

Spring Reading Challenge

I’m joining the fray over at Callapidder Days for the Spring Reading Challenge. Here’s my list of books I’d like to read/re-read.

Clouds of Witness by Dorothy L. Sayers, “One of the greatest mystery story writers of this century.”-L.A. Times

The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis, “My dear Wormwood,…”

The Treasure Principle by Randy Alcorn, “This book is about the joy of giving”

When People are Big and God is Small by Edward T. Welch, (Overcoming Peer Pressure, Codependency, and the Fear of Man)

Byzantium by Stephen Lawhead, An Irish Monk, Aidan, accompanies a gift, the Book of Kells to Byzantium. (Fantasy)

Oops! I forgot I’ll need to read Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince by J.K. Rowling so I’m ready for book #7.

Just for the record I’m finishing Practical Christianity by William Wilberforce, and Living the Cross Centered Life by C.J. Mahaney before I move on to the rest.

Update: You can find my book reviews here;

https://happywonderer.wordpress.com/2007/04/04/spring-reading-challenge-book-reviews/

https://happywonderer.wordpress.com/2007/04/11/spring-reading-challenge-book-reviews-2/

https://happywonderer.wordpress.com/2007/05/08/book-reviews-byzantium-and-the-treasure-principle/

Let the reading continue! LNB

The Happy Wonderer ~ ellen b.

To honor and encourage

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