Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Strawberry jam and a pink moon...
Yesterday my daughter-in-love and Grandangel, Hazel Peach, and I made strawberry jam at their house while Frank Sinatra sang in the background. It's a tradition we have -- playing Sinatra while making Strawberry Jam. I didn't do very much stirring or jamming or anything. I mostly played with Hazel and we read a book together, Good Night Moon. I got to take one jar of jam home and let me tell you.....it tasted like spring had sprung. I nearly ate the whole thing on my morning toast, but I resisted for the sake of the rest of my family. However, I did take the last of the uneaten fresh strawberries on my counter, added in a few frozen strawberries, and made a small batch of jam of my own. As you can see, I licked the pot clean!
This evening after chores, l@@k what came up over the snowy horizon...
A Pink (nearly-full) Moon!
Tomorrow night is the real Full Moon.
Tonight at 10:15 p.m., it is -8* and I'm staying up to check the heifers and lambs before going to bed. It's going to be so cold out there, but I'll bundle up really well. Poor lil babies out in the cold. Good thing they have mamas to cuddle up to -- warm and snug.