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Sunday Scriptures – Purple

The Discovery of Purple by Peter Paul Rubens, ...
The Discovery of Purple by Peter Paul Rubens

On the Sabbath we went outside the city gate to the river, where we expected to find a place of prayer. We sat down and began to speak to the women who had gathered there. One of those listening was a woman named Lydia, a dealer in purple cloth from the city of Thyatira, who was a worshiper of God. The Lord opened her heart to respond to Paul’s message. When she and the members of her household were baptized, she invited us to her home. “If you consider me a believer in the Lord,” she said, ” come and stay at my house.” And she persuaded us.  –Acts 16:13-15

Lydia was probably a wealthy woman, a dealer in goods sold only to the wealthy. Usually only royalty wore purple cloth because it was so expensive, good purple dye being difficult to make.

Perhaps she was a widow, necessitating her working outside the home, and if so, perhaps she was older than Paul and Silas.

It seems she owned a house and personally kept a household staff.

Probably she was a pleasant person, given to hospitality, and motivating her household enough that they followed her in her beliefs.

She seems intelligent and rather bold, in her conversation, inviting and persuading men to stay at her house, but if she was older and the house was well-staffed, it would not seem out of place for her to do so.

We know women like Lydia and she inspires us to work harder, with more cheer, and to reach out more

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Posted in Believe it or not!, Good ol' days, Inspiring, Wisdom

Saturday Sayings – Inside

Saint George by Gustave Moreau. Español: San J...
Saint George by Gustave Moreau.

At last the dragon was wounded. It roared with pain and plunged at St. George, opening its great mouth close to the brave knight’s head.

St. George looked carefully, then struck with all his strength straight down inside the dragon’s throat, and it fell at the horse’s feet—dead.

St. George and the Dragon” retold by Esenwein and Stockard.

A classic tale with a classic lesson:

Face the enemy.

Look carefully.

You will find his weakest spot directly behind the smoke and the glare of teeth.

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Posted in Good ol' days, Health, Photos, Who's the mom here?

Weekly Photo Challenge: Movement

Movement
Movement

When it is really hot and dry outside, children can suffer from lack of sunlight and exercise.We want them to enjoy fresh air and full range of movement, daily, but of course, no one sends them outdoors to play, with the goal of heat exhaustion!

We know how water helps, yet, not everyone can afford or even wants a facility for swimming. This is when a small wading pool serves best.

Children playing in water are cool enough. And in this small water element, these large children will not drown.

Although we might predict these children, who know how to swim, might find such a puddle boring, I remembered the fun I had in my childhood and decided to give it a try.

Success! They completely emptied it three times before they tired of this game of splash. They were pleasantly tired and satisfyingly rosy-cheeked when they clamored at the back door for some lunch. They even napped afterward, at their age!

When I have no small visitors, how easy to empty and dry this pool for storage!

At $10.00, it was a great bargain.

Why would anyone want to surrender this moment to someone else? Home’s cool!

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I Like Pickles!

It was February, 15 years ago, when I began to write this, a cold misty day – my favorite weather, but I was ignoring it. My heart had attached itself to a small, glossy package of seeds entitled “Little Marvel Pea.”

Oh, how we love these, the best food every created! Each year my children searched store aisles with eager-eagle eyes and then the begging would begin and it would not end until I bought at least two packages.

That had happened in January and the seeds had sat on the table by my back door for over a month, proclaiming marvelousness each time I passed.

They are marvels because they have taught my children to love digging, planting, weeding, and sweating. Sowing and Reaping, the Parable of the Sower, and endless other lessons have been planted in young hearts because they will do anything for “Little Marvels”, briefly simmered and buttered, the earlier in the year, the better.

I’m so glad for what God can do through the simplicity of humbly acquiring real food for our tables.

I’ve been discussing pickles, though, with my friends, lately. Someone asked, “How do you make little, sweet, whole “Gherkin” pickles? My kids love them . . . ” There is such potential for blessing here.

Mom, teach those little ones also to love the simple act of acquiring them!

The answer is that first you buy cucumber seed. You will never find the right cucumbers at a farmer’s market. For the very small pickles you will need many more plants than usual because each plant sets only a few flowers a day. To get enough tiny cucumbers to bother with would take many days and the first-picked ones would wilt . . . so you need enough to be able to pick around 2 quarts at a time.

To accomplish this, plant about 25 seeds.

Now your neighbors will tell you that is too many, but they will really react when they see your whole cucumber patch in one neat row with no weeds.

Yes, plant those seeds in a row, about five inches between plants. Yes, ten to twelve feet of row would be just right. (Forget the neighbors!)

After they sprout, it is time to “subdue” them. Train each vine to follow the line of the row in which it is growing. At the far end, there will be vines trailing where none were planted, so plan a space for that. The concentration of leaves will shade out nearly all weeds and keep the soil moister and cooler. Also, the row scheme lets you walk, weed, hoe, till and harvest with ease.

Once the plants are in full production, pick them every morning. They’ll not be as uniform in size as “store bought” but will cost less. You may save them in an airtight container, refrigerated for a day, but not much longer. This will help you work around your busy summer schedule and provide for a bigger batch to work with each time you heat up your kitchen.

Recipes tomorrow.

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Use Your Freezer, part 2

 

How to Put Up One-Quarter Mile of Corn

Before Fourth of July Fireworks

Good corn!
Good corn!

As I said, yesterday, you do not put that much corn in jars in the canner. That would take roughly 15 hours just in the jiggling, plus heat up and cool down times, and the other processing of shucks,silks, etc.

Nah. Not that.

We freeze it. Frozen corn tastes better, anyway, and for us, frozen off the cob is best, most like fresh from the garden.

Here’s how we did it.

My husband went to the garden with a wheelbarrow, picked the corn, shucked it right there, and placed it into the wheelbarrow. When one was full, he started on the other one. If it filled, too, he took out laundry baskets and buckets until all was picked and shucked. Later he would till in all the debris.

Meanwhile, I sharpened knives, heated water, and covered countertops with towels.

Once the first wheelbarrow came to the house, I began trimming, de-silking, and washing all that corn, over a sieve to catch the garbage for the chickens.

Whenever a found a totally perfect ear, I set it aside for the Pastor. That was one very important aspect of teaching children how to harvest that we never wanted to omit.

After the washing, the blanching could begin. I put seven ears for 4 minutes into a 16-quart pot of boiling water. Then I transferred them to a cold water rinse to stop the blanching action. While I blanched, all older family members carefully sliced the top 2/3 off the blanched and cooled kernels and then scraped the pulp from the remaining one-third, all over big wash pans or large bowls.

Some people do the cutting indoors, but that is messy to clean up. Others do their cutting outside, but that is buggy. A screened porch solves both problems if you can hose it off later.

I know people object to blanching because it is a warm job, but I’ve learned it’s easier if we aren’t overly dependent upon air conditioning. We do perspire some, but it is summer, after all, and I have found it doesn’t hurt a thing to do so. What makes it so warm is that the water will not boil with a fan blowing on it, so only exhaust fans will work.

Once the corn is cut, I pack it into the trusty ol’ boxes, label, and freeze.

What happiness to notice the boxes piling up on the countertop! What awe to watch your daughter learn to count while she sits beside that ever-growing stack of boxes! What fun to take the Pastor three dozen absolutely perfect ears of (you know it’s the best) corn! And what excitement each time you eat it, all the long winter, as wonderful as the day it was picked!

So the freezer has kept our harvest for us for years. Can it do anything else? Yes!

And we’ll talk about that tomorrow!

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Use Your Freezer

When our firstborn was about two years old, we bought a brand new deep freeze, on sale, for about $100.00. That was a large sum for us, just starting out, but through 40 years of service it has never caused us one moment of grief and has quietly kept literally tons of food rock-hard, safe to eat, and almost-like-fresh.

That’s at $2.50 per year.

It has had a place of honor in most of our homes, either in the kitchen or in the baby’s room. (It did double duty as a wonderful changing table.) I also bought several sets of rigid plastic freezer cartons, to save the waste of plastic bags. They were also on sale but nine dozen or so cost me around $50.00. Most of those dear little boxes are also still chugging along just fine.

That’s around $1.10 per year.

Every year I froze 75 quarts of blanched corn-off-the-cob, 75 quarts blanched spinach and/or beet greens, and all the fresh blackberries I could get my hands on.

We also tried freezing applesauce, whole carrots, whole peppers, whole apples, whole tomatoes, halves of beef and pork, bread, cookies, cakes, flour, dried beans, corn meal, excess fruit juice, chocolate chips, dog biscuits, dampened laundry, and more.

Oh, I forgot chickens, turkeys, fish, and the last snowball of each winter.

Oh, yes, there was leftover garden seed, too.

And ice cream.

Are you getting the picture?

(We won’t discuss the pheasant skin.)

I am not the type to throw everything into the freezer just because it’s too much work to pressure can it. Yet the freezer is always packed.

Our garden has varied from a tiny, pitiful mustard patch, to a beautiful 50’ x 75’ plot of perfectly fertile sandy loam. In the big one, we planted 17 rows of corn each year. By the Fourth of July, those 17 long rows were ripe and ready. We’d hurry to get it all put up before nightfall and the huge fireworks display in the park.

Now. To get ¼ mile of corn put up in a hurry, you do not pressure can it for an hour per each ten pints! No! The only expedient way, given the necessary elements, is to blanch it briefly, slice it off the cob, and store it in boxes in the freezer.

More tomorrow.