1. To improve my writing skills.
2. To journal and record my creative projects.
3. To improve my photography.
4. To teach myself discipline.
5. For fun.
This list is the remind myself ‘why’ in a few months when I don’t feel like keeping it going or writing another post.
The photo is of one of our adorable little calves. It has nothing to do with the post, it just to cute to not share.
Besides good intentions, gift giving opportunities always seem to sneak up on me from behind, leaving me with little time to make anything personal or heartfelt. I normally end up handing them the dreaded department store find. While I still think impromptu, personal gifts are the best kind I’m beginning to see a reason to have gifts on hand for every occasion.
Recently I was gifted by my Grandma with a white garbage bag full of red heeled sock monkey socks and stuffing that had belonged to my Great-Grandmother before she died. I took up her half finished project and completed it years (decades?) after she had started it. The resulting monkeys ears are uneven and the stuffing is lumpy but it’s charming. I decided to mail it to my out of state cousin who recently gave birth.
This brings us back to the on hand gifts idea. I’ve been wanting to come up with a few gifts for baby showers, weddings, parties, and such to keep on hand. They would have to be handmade so they still have that personal touch but I would no longer be caught last minute with no gift. Maybe this winter I’ll make a stock pile of sock monkeys.
Do you have any go-to gifts of your own?
As with most campfire foods I’m sure there are a dozen different names for this concoction. In my family they’re known as mountain pies and they are the trademark food of summer.
To make gease your pie iron with a generous amount of cooking spray. Place a slice of bread on either side of the pie iron. Layer pizza sauce, cheese, sausage, peppers and onions, pepperoni, mushrooms and any other fillings you fancy. Close the pie iron to squish the sandwich together. Place in hot coals in the campfire, checking every so often to make sure it doesn’t burn. Baking them doesn’t take long. Enjoy your slightly smoky but oh so delicious sandwich. Pairs well with s’mores.
My love of blueberries (and Maine) probably started by reading the book Blueberries for Sal as a child. I couldn’t resist picking up a box at my neighbor’s produce stand.