in with the new

December 29, 2011

And out with the old.  I've been turning in my mind all the things that have happened this year.  So many new changes that are now fading into life- becoming part of life.  So many lessons learned, so many memories made.  I've made a new friend who is absolutely my twin, got my camera exactly a year ago, learned how to accept things I don't want, and found out how to just let God handle things and not rear my head back about it.

Morgan and I took a long walk around the little grounds of our grandparents' house.  There is so much nature and beauty in everything.  It's like a world dripping with gorgeous color and life.  The brown nest nestled into a tree againts a white, cloudy sky; a heart made out of Morgan's hands shimmering in the water; berries literally a cherry red, drooping gracefully off delicate brown branches; children riding the well beloved John Tractor all around the yard...  this is Louisiana life!

I've been thinking on this a lot lately...  It's incredibly easy to want to be this girl or this gal over here or the popular blogger who has umpteen followers.  I suffer through wanting to be something I'm not.  Really, when I see a lovely blog that's well liked and the girl respected my first impulse is to say "write posts like hers!" or "design my blog to look like hers!... cause' it'll help... right?"  I think we've all gone through something like that, yes?
But I've sort of made up my mind to just write.  I simply need to be sincere with what I say and make sure whatever I write comes right from my heart and not off of someone else's post.  It's that simple.
Also...  I'd like to post less.  Just maybe once ir twice a week.  It'll be good for me not to post everyother day, I suspect.

Have a good week!

of lately.

December 25, 2011

A sunny ray caressed the whole room and it touched the two girls sleeping under their Christmas tree.  The older girl woke up, smiled and whispered to her little sister "Merry Christmas, Morgan."  The little girl ventured to peep out from under several afghans and returned the oh! so delightful good-morning welcome.  They eventually, after much giggling, planning and general excitement, got out of bed and the day proceeded.

The Christmas tree stood all arrayed in a corner, little lights shone everywhere off of it, and the presents, nestled under a roof of branches.  A fire roared and whistled, firelight flickered, carols sang in the background, a dance of rain drops was heard on the roof throughtout Christmas day.

Presents were given and the smiles from all the children must have been the most beautiful thank you ever.  I love every little present and every little card and every little look of love.  And I thank my wonderful, bestest family in the world for everything.  Every little thing.

I hope you have a wonderful week, m'dears.
Merry, merry, merry Christmas.

it's coming

December 24, 2011

I awake to a winter wonderland. The winds spins with the snow making a merry dance full of celebration. Our little red brick house it covered in snow. The ivy which creeps up our little house's wall are burdened with a million crystal-clear icicles that hang and look as dainty and graceful as ballerinas. Branches are decorated with snow which little snow birds sit and sing a merry tune on. I love the way snow- as cold and harsh as it is- can make such a happy place.
I won't be able to wake up Christmas morning and see the snow as we'll be down in Louisiana...  But I'm glad I saw it.  It's gorgeous and beautiful and really just magical.

^^ my friends and I taking a little walk through the snow^^

As of now, we are down in Louisiana with my dear grandparents and aunt.  It's been loads of fun and I hope to share some pictures of it soon!  It won't be a white Christmas I'm guessing but that's okay because up home in Texas, I know our little house is snuggled under a bundle of snow.

*squeals* I am so excited!  Christmas is nearly here!  It's a-coming!  Merry Christmas Eve.

p.s this is my 100th post!!!

food and thoughts

December 20, 2011

As I peer out my little perch, I see a brown little world out my window.  It's not beautiful.  It's nor graceful or eye pleasing, but it's home.  Leaves have found rest for themselves in the grave to which they all eventually fly, the sun plays behind the clouds leaving not a mark of her happy face to grace us, and the sky is sullen and white.

Tea is a must and a staple now.  Did you know you can (and rather ought if you want my opinion) put cream in tea?  It makes really good...  Try it.  you might like it.
Morgan and I have been making breakfast every morning for all.  It's definitely good for the both of us and we've already learned quite a few things...  It's hard finding trustworthy recipes but we've been lucky so far :-)


1 c. whole wheat pastry flour
1 c. all-purpose Flour
1 tsp. baking soda
½ tsp. baking powder

½ tsp. sea salt
¼ c. brown sugar, packed
¼ c. sugar
4 tsp. cinnamon, divided
¼ c. butter, cold
⅓ c. milk


½ c. powdered sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 T. milk

Preheat oven to 400 Fahrenheit.  Combine the flours, baking soda, baking powder, salt, sugars, and 2 teaspoons of cinnamon in a large bowl and stir well with a whisk. Add in the butter and continue to mix until the mixture begins to crumble. Pour the milk in. Stir the dough just until combined (it will be sticky!) Gently knead the mixture and transfer to the prepared baking sheet and form a large circle, about 8-9 inches in diameter and about 1 inch thick. Sprinkle 1 teaspoon of cinnamon over the dough. Cut into 8 wedges and bake for 15-18 minutes and remove from the oven when done.


In a bowl, mix powdered sugar, remaining 1 teaspoon cinnamon, vanilla and milk until combined. Drizzle on top of scones for deliciousness.

from my day

December 15, 2011

We {meaning Morgan dear and I} hung up some Christmas lights on our windows.  They do make a person grin every time you look at them.  Snuggling under the covers at night with the faint glow of a hundred happy lights is the best way to go to sleep.

*notice Morgan's little crooked finger :-)  Must be fancy or die*

My siblings and I cut out sugar cookies.  Nothing like it!  Hearing the giggles of the little ones and the shouts of triumphs as they show all 'round their cookie, makes one so happy to be alive.  Ever so happy that Christmas is nearer.  Half my joy at Christmas comes from their huge grins and giggles.  God bless children.

>> Rosemary and olive oil bread.  Delicious.  It makes a wonderfully soft loaf and is easily done.  The loaf was ravenously eaten up and it compliments Italian food really well.

{originally from- at the very yeast}

here's the recipe:


3 c. flour (I used 1/3 wheat and 2/3 white)
1 tsp. salt
1 1/2 T. sugar
2 1/4 tsp instant yeast, or 1 7g packet
1 tsp (or more) dried rosemary, freshly chopped
1 c. very warm water
3 T. olive oil


Some cornmeal for dusting the pan or parchment
1 egg white plus 1 tsp water for the egg wash

::TO DO::

Mix all dry ingredients together except salt in a rather large mixing bowl.  In a small bowl, add together water and olive oil.  Pour wet ingredients and salt into the dry and mix well.  On a floured surface, knead the dough for roughly 3-5 minutes.  Grease a big bowl and drizzle olive oil at the bottom.  Put the dough in, making sure to cover it with oil so it shan't stick.  Let rise for 45-60 minutes in a warm place... like your oven.

Take it out and degas it {degas is simply punching the dough down to let out the alcohol} and shape it into a small rectangle.  It doesn't have to be perfect.  Let it rest for 15 minutes.

Take it out again and degas it, and shape it into your final loaf of bread.  Pinch any open seams, closed.  Place dough, seam side down, on a greased and cornmeal floured pan.  Let it rise for another 45-60 minutes.

Make 3 long, but not deep, slashes on top of the dough, swipe some of the egg wash all over, and then sprinkle a little bit of marjoram rosemary it.  Bake at 375 {yes, Fahrenheit} for 30-40 minutes or until a nice {shan't say "golden brow"- it's too cliche} nutty brown.  Cool and enjoy!


christmas time

December 13, 2011

Tis' been a week of much preparation.  Christmas baking has been put into full throttle, gifts are being wrapped up with so much enthusiasm, lights are being put up, Christmas tree is all decorated...  What's not to love about the most wonderful time of the year?

>> brown paper packages all tied up with strings

>> putting up the christmas tree with family

>> writing cards and letters to friends and family

>> a winter wonderland outside, heavy frost on the trees, a white sky

We all came down with a stomach bug this week... which would explain the neglect of my dear little blog.  We are quite over it and it's been very homey staying in bed all the time with Christmas lights blinking all over town.  It's snug and cozy in our little red brick house and each day is so very full with love and preparation.

How's your last weeks before Christmas been?

silent night

December 7, 2011

All last evening, the snow rested gently on the ground and twinkling light blinked all across this quiet little prairie town.  It was cozy and warm on my bed and I answered various letters, journaled, wrote, thought and prayed and all the while sang in my mind and out loud the Christmas carol Silent Night.

So many rooftops covered with snow, so many houses adorned with Christmas lights...  it makes want to savor every drop of December- and then, I want to hurry up with Christmas and see family and give/open gifts...  That lovely time of the year when baby Jesus was born will always carry the same magic with it.

living & photographing

December 1, 2011

It's amazing, isn't it?  How some days are just... black and white?  Not that they are just plain dull or morbid...  But just every picture is destined to be black and white.

Thanksgiving time, we went to the lake for pictures and of course I took advantage of glorious nature.  The grayish white fluff against a pale, so very pale blue sky... The tiny ripples shivering in the water...  My dear little sister who is just *so* photogenic walking across the nearest thing we have to a beach here in north Texas.

If I could photography only 2 things in this world... it would be clouds and water.  What about you?

p.s.  Welcome December!


November 29, 2011

... it comes from anywhere, even in the smallest things.  That lovely I-wanna-do-that feeling after seeing something rather amazing.  When it happens messes follow and life is lived at the fullest.  Creativity just flows from your mind and then through your fingertips and then your creativity, your little piece of inspiration is right in front of you looking beautiful.  I can't get over it.

From a spool of yarn (that happens to look like baker's twine)

... on a old creaking, wooden bridge surrounded by trees ...

... in a silhouette ....

... Golden fall leaves that are soon to be gone ...

Thanks so much Miss Emily for awarding me the Stylish Blogger Award!  It's much appreciated :-)
Okay... so now 7 random things about myself.
  1. I'm going to fly to France or Italy one day.  With my mama of course.
  2. In 10 years I hope to be happily married with at LEAST a couple of children and be a farmers wife.  :-)
  3. It is exactly 82 more days until my birthday.
  4. My toenails are painted white as of now.
  5. I've moved 9 times, lived in 12 different houses, lived in Louisiana once, Mississippi once, Tennessee once (my personal favorite I'm afraid), Texas 3 times, Arkansas once.  I've been everywhere :P
  6. My 3 friends and their younger sister, Morgan and I, have a newspaper which we write up each week on Friday.  It's 1 page long {back and front} normally.  We all have our "pin" names and mine is Lizzie Alcott.  It contains our weekly poems we've written, on-going stories as well as tips, hints, and advertisements.  Perhaps a picture or two if we're lucky...
I'm going to tag...



November 28, 2011

I was enjoying a long snooze under a million comforters.  And it struck me.  I am incredibly lucky.  So very lucky and blessed. 
Do you ever just count off your blessings to yourself?  Now now, I know it brings up those old childhood memories...  Remember mama telling you as you look longingly at the expensive put your hearts desire here and then she says crushingly "Count your blessings!"???
Well, I got over my tragically childhood whims and have started to seriously be surprised at how much I already have!

1.  I have a Savior.  I already have my prince charming who has saved me- a silly damsel in distress, wallowing in her torment and knargled path of sins.  He's saved me from the high tower and I gave him my heart and soul to take care of and I trust him before any other person in this universe.  I have all that and his love.

2.  My family.  Somedays, when I wish I could simply start over again, I find myself comparing my family to this girl's family or this family's shoes.  But somehow, when I think about my dear old ducky family...  I have to laugh and admit that no one's situation could be any better than mine!  And I thank my family for putting up with me all the time.  Y'all are the greatest!

3.  Letters from friends.  Mile long handwritten letters from two very specail young ladies that just overpour with friendship, advice, and jokes.  Meg, thank-you for your bouncy-glad-to-be-a-girl letters covered in pictures and quotes and jokes that are being brought up for the 100th time.  Thank you, Jane, for your ever sweet, humble, and quiet spirit.  It literally rubs off you and glistens everywhere!  You are a credit to us silly girls and I love you so much for it.

4.  I'm thankful for coffee.  And hot chocolate.  And tea.  Chamomile tea mind you.  And all hot drinks in general.  Oh you dear mugs, how I love thee with your alluring steam and frothy, creamy goodness!  The way you look up at me every morning...  What would I do without you?

Yes.  I know I am crazy.  My relations find it necessary to constantly remind me...

5.  I'm so thankful God has given us humans a natural desire to create.  To create, craft, inspire, make...  it's God's thumbprint on you and I.  He created us with this built in desire to worship and imitate him through creating!  That's why there's this urge in you every now and then to create.  Without even knowing it, when you long to make something... you're longing to worship God- to imitate him.  For he is the ultimate creator and we naturally long to be like him.

^^ my latest projects ^^
a twine covered up-cycled bottle and a few knitted dishcloths for my hope-chest.

That's what I'm thankful for.
what about you?