Pure Bliss


Fresh homemade bread with butter and some fresh homemade triple berry jelly.  Man, I’m in heaven.  I think I’ll adopt Leslie’s suggestion on cutting back on the sugar tho.  It still tastes mighty fine.   🙂

I wonder if these are skills that I can put on a resume?

Sunday Morning

I grew up in a small town in southern Iowa.  And our neighborhood, like many other neighborhoods, had it’s share of older women that grew up on the farm and survived the Great Depression.  All of the farms were the same: small, their were a lot of kids and everyone had their assigned chores to do to keep the farm running.  And of course the ladies had a good number of stories to tell about growing up on a small farm in Iowa.

The farm girls had certain chores that they had depending on the particular day of the week.  This day was for making bread.  This day was for washing and ironing.  This day was taking eggs to the grocer for egg money.  Every day was for tending the garden and then there was canning to do during the summer and the fall whenever fruits and vegetables could be harvested.

So they knew how to do canning and it was something that they taught Momma.  They also almost always had the answer whenever something didn’t go according to Hoyle.  It was fascinating to stand there and watch them wield their expertise in the kitchen.  I’d ask them how come they knew so much and almost always the answer was “Momma and my sisters taught me.

So here I am making jelly this weekend and my strawberry jelly isn’t exactly going according to Hoyle.  Sure I’ve got Google to search for some answers but I sure do wish that I could go across the street to Sally’s or Pat’s house and ask what I did wrong.  They’d know the answer and the cure.  Then they’d probably have some chuckle about “Men in the kitchen.  They need to stay in the barn and fields where they belong!”  I know the teasing would all be in good fun.

Art Sunday #128: Georges Seurat – A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte


A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte (French: Un dimanche après-midi à l’Île de la Grande Jatte) painted in 1884, is one of Georges Seurat’s most famous works. It is a leading example of pointillist technique, executed on a large canvas. Seurat’s composition includes a number of Parisians at a park on the banks of the River Seine.

The Island of la Grande Jatte is located at the very gates of Paris, lying in the Seine between Neuilly and Levallois-Perret, a short distance from where La Défense business district currently stands. Although for many years it was an industrial site, it is today the site of a public garden and a housing development. When Seurat began the painting in 1884, the island was a bucolic retreat far from the urban center.

The painting was first exhibited in 1886, dominating the second Salon of the Société des Artistes Indépendants, of which Seurat had been a founder in 1884. Seurat was extremely disciplined, always serious, and private to the point of secretiveness—for the most part, steering his own steady course. As a painter, he wanted to make a difference in the history of art and with La Grand Jatte, succeeded.

Source:  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Sunday_Afternoon_on_the_Island_of_La_Grande_Jatte