Lemon Cake and Stress Relief

Hello Friend,

Oh I AM glad to see you today, on this first day of May. Thank you so much for coming.

I’m looking forward to our lemon cake. I hope you don’t mind that it’s not from scratch; I pulled a cake mix out of the pantry. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the three required eggs. I only had two, so I mixed in a little extra water and oil. Maybe that was a big miscalculation, because the cake came out all crumbly and falling-apart.

However, I managed to salvage two held-together portions for you and me, that look very much like a piece of cake. At first I was going to serve it with Mom’s old Vanilla Pudding Icing – delicious on top of any cake.

Pudding Icing

1 envelope Dream Whip (2 to 2-1/2 cup yield)

1 pkg. vanilla instant pudding

1-1/2 cups cold milk

1 tsp. vanilla (optional)

Whip topping, instant pudding powder, milk, and vanilla. 2 minutes. Let sit to thicken. (If using food colouring, omit vanilla)

But then I watched The Cowboy dump a bunch of cake chunks in a bowl, top it with whipped topping and strawberries, and pronounce it one of my best cakes, so I changed my mind.

Whipped topping and fresh strawberries. This will be very much like a five-star from-scratch lemon cake made by the world’s best baker. See what a little extra help can do?

And we’ll have tea too, of course.

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Image by RitaE from Pixabay 

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I have to admit, my cake mishap is a picture of how my week started out. Crumbly and falling apart. The Cowboy rarely sees me so stressed. My unrest got him uptight and, like many men, he had all kinds of solutions. And Babe came to the rescue with suggestions that work for her when she needs to calm her nerves.

Like I said, it’s rare for me to fret, and I’m not sure what set me off. Perhaps just giving in to that thick layer of gauze I mentioned in a past visit, fear of that virus cloud that hangs over us all in varying forms, and doesn’t seem to be leaving anytime soon.

I mentioned my anxiety to a friend, and immediately upon reading my text she video-called. Later, Peaches listened and encouraged me too, even to the point of checking in at bedtime. How wonderful to be so cared for.

The Cowboy, Babe, Peaches, and my friend were the whipped topping and strawberries to my crumbling lemon cake. They were there just when I needed them, to make things better. I thank God for them.

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A friend loves at all times, and is born, as is a brother, for adversity.

Proverbs 17:17 AMP

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Image by Oldiefan from Pixabay

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What kinds of things help you to stay calm?

For me, as the week went on, I made a point to stop whatever I was doing. Then, create one intentional simple experience. No multitasking allowed in those moments.

I often have music playing in the background while I’m going about my day, but in these intentional moments I would close my eyes and just listen. Just listen. Take it in. My favourite this week was a playlist I found called Peaceful Guitar. No words, no accompaniment, just one guitar.

A few times in the week I went out to our patio and sat, eyes closed, face turned to the sun. Felt the warmth, soaked it in. Took deep breaths.

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In walking, just walk. In sitting, just sit. Above all, don’t wobble.

Yun Men

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I took moments to leaf through a home design magazine. I love looking at photos of beautiful homes. Bright kitchens with countertops that sparkle, spacious airy bedrooms, cozy bathrooms. And lovely landscapes too.

Other times, I made a point of stopping to listen to birdsong, opening the windows to let their sweet melodies in. One morning, I was awake at 4 a.m. when the birds were just beginning to sing. Instead of brooding about not being able to sleep, I just listened. It was heavenly lying there warm and cozy, soft pillow under my head, breathing and listening. In that attitude it didn’t take long to fall back to sleep.

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Image by Greg Krycinski from Pixabay 

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Of course, praying goes almost without saying. For me, praying is like breathing. It’s a continual conversation with God. I speak. He speaks. He listens. I listen. As His child, I feel comfortable telling Him things, and I can tell Him anything. Happy things, frustrating things, the littlest things, and the too-big-for-words things. Because He has proven His love and care for me in the past, I know I can trust Him with my happy or heated words. He gives …

beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness

Isaiah 61:3b NKJV

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I have enjoyed our visit today. I hope you will come again. And I hope, if you’re ever feeling anxious, that some of the intentional simple moments I created for myself this week might inspire you to create your own. Take care out there.

See you next time.

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Next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leaves you speechless, remain that way.

Say nothing, and listen as heaven whispers,

‘Do you like it? I did it just for you.’

Max Lucado

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Featured image of woman pouring from lemon teapot by Jill Wellington from Pixabay

Snickerdoodles and Prince Edward Island

Hello Friend,

Come in, come in! Bring your wind-blown self in. Whew! It’s a bit breezy out there.

The Cowboy tried to do his work out on the patio today but the wind chased him back inside. Now that spring is actually here, everyone wants to be outside. We took our first bike ride this week. It was lovely to get out, breathe deeply, feel the wind in our faces.

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Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.

There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.”

Rachel Carson, Silent Spring

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I hope you don’t mind sitting at this end of the table today. I’m not quite finished the puzzle on the other end. See? It’s Anne of Green Gables. I don’t usually build a puzzle from the bottom up but that’s how it worked out this time. Anne’s hat and red braids were the easiest pieces to pick out from the rest, and from then on it was bottom up.

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Working on it has brought back so many memories of our family holiday on Prince Edward Island nine years ago. There was not one bad day in that whole two-week vacation. How I’d love to go back.

Let me pour our tea, and then we’ll take a gander through the PEI photo book that Sweetie put together for us after the holiday.

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Image by Eugene Brennan from Pixabay 

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I must be in a reminiscent mood because the cookies I chose to bake for our teatime bring back childhood memories. Snickerdoodles! In my memory it was either chocolate chip cookies or snickerdoodles in our lunches and snacks. Do you have a special snack from childhood that makes you sentimental for the “olden days”?

Snickerdoodles require only the most basic of ingredients, which most people have in their pantries. In the right combination, they make the most delectable sugary cinnamon treat. Will you have two? (Smile)

Now, let’s get to that photo book. Isn’t it beautiful? I’m so so thankful for Sweetie’s thoughtfulness in putting it all together.

When I was looking for a place big enough for all of us to stay, I was adamant that it had to be on the North Shore. Lucy Maud Montgomery (author of Anne of Green Gables) often spoke of the beauty of the North Shore. The vacation home I found did not disappoint.

If you look near the beginning of the photo book, you’ll find it. Let’s see … here it is, a big red barn-shaped home called The Three Mermaids. Those magnificent windows looked out across a vast green lawn to the ocean beyond. And, that smaller red building to the side was a sweet little bunkhouse that slept two more people.

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Just for fun, I looked to see if the home was available anytime this summer, on the off-chance people will be traveling again by then. I couldn’t find any mention of it after 2018, but there are several others on the North Shore that were not available nine years ago. All very beautiful and cozy, with fine views of the ocean.

I suppose if The Cowboy or one of the sons-in-law were to describe our holiday, they’d talk about the lobster feasts and fantastic golfing, but for me it was about taking it all in. The ocean, the scenery, the history. The essence of Prince Edward Island, and what it meant to Lucy Maud Montgomery.

One early morning before anyone was up, I took my camera out to the shore. These are some of the photos from that memorable morning walk.

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It was overcast. The only sounds, the waves washing onto the shore, the long grasses rustling in the breeze. Almost no one else around, a little mist in my face, the taste of salt in the air, and the remarkable red sand on the beach. That walk will long live in my memory as one of the best mornings ever.

Almost every day we would travel to a different part of the island. Most of our destinations were L.M. Montgomery related in some way. I’d read all her journals over the years, and before our vacation I did even more research on her life, and the places important to her. Crazy though it may seem, by the time of our vacation, I knew more about many of the places we visited than the tour guides did. Is that a little over the top, do you think?

Oh! Your cup is empty. Forgive me for getting so carried away, I didn’t notice. Another cookie?

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Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay 

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Now, where were we? Here we are …

Near our vacation house was the historic Campbell home, in Park Corner. It is now a museum. L.M.Montgomery’s Campbell relatives lived there and she visited them often. In fact, the “Lake of Shining Waters” that enchanted Anne Shirley was inspired by the little lake on the Campbell farm. Just around the house and past the barn, you can see the lake itself.

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Another memorable day, we visited the Macneill homestead. This was where Montgomery grew up, in the care of her maternal grandparents. I snapped a photo of the girls standing with one of L.M. Montgomery’s living Macneill relatives – a petite white-haired woman with dancing blue eyes.

From this homestead we followed an enchanted woodsy path, past fields of ripening grain, the sun sprinkling through leaves overhead. By and by, upon crossing a little wooden bridge, the woods opened up and there before us stood Green Gables. The inspiration for the home of Matthew and Marilla and Anne. What a thrill that moment was.

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Like I said, there was not one bad day on that whole vacation. It is such a picturesque island. On our drives, every time we came around a bend or over a hill we would be delighted again by the beauty of the view before us. I remember my eyes being tired from all the looking. From drinking it all in. How special to share it with our girls and their hubbies.

A dream vacation all around.

Thank you so much for traveling down memory lane with me today. It was a pleasure to have your company. See you next time, and take care out there.

Joy

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Featured image of pitcher and tea cups by Jill Wellington from Pixabay 

A Spring Walk

Hello Friend,

It’s so good to see you! Do you mind if we have our tea a little differently today?

The clouds are white and puffy in a brilliant blue sky, and I’d rather stay outside and enjoy Lady Spring, who has finally arrived in our neighbourhood.

Will you come for a walk with me? I’ve put our tea in these travel mugs – I know just the way you like it – and, just in case we get a little hungry, here are some carefully wrapped ginger cookies tucked in my pocket.

Are you ready? Just click here to be magically transported.

Thanks so much for coming.

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Featured Image of bluebird in tree by Jill Wellington from Pixabay 

Banana Muffins and Favourite Things

Hello Friend,

I’m so glad you stopped by. 

Before we go in, take a look at that sky. I’ve been watching the clouds skitter by. More than almost anything else, it’s the sky that refreshes me. Wide blue sea, cotton candy puffs, heavy grey snow sky, wind whipped mare’s tails. Where I live, the sky is always changing and it’s one of my favourite things. 

Know another favourite thing? Breath. 

Take a deep breath. Now, let it out. Isn’t that wonderful?

In this season where a breath-stealing dragon lurks any-possible-where, our ability to breathe seems precious.

But in reality, it always was.

When you can’t breathe, nothing else matters. Think about that! Now take another deep breath and let it out. Miraculous.

Praise to the One who gives us breath!

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Image by RÜŞTÜ BOZKUŞ from Pixabay 

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It is a serious thing

just to be alive

on this fresh morning

in this broken world.

Mary Oliver

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Now, come on in. Ah yes, that’s my chicken soup you smell. Only, The Cowboy couldn’t find chicken on his last grocery jaunt, so he brought home big turkey drumsticks instead and that’s what I used. So delicious.

Here’s the recipe. You’ll have to scroll down a bit in the website to find it. I know you’ll love it. I had to look up how to clean and chop leeks for this soup because I’d never used them before. Imagine, getting to my age and never using a leek! (P.S. I never add the kale.)

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Soup is the song of the hearth … and the home.

Louis P. De Gouy

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But the chicken soup was for lunch. You have arrived just in time for banana chip muffins. They are just out of the oven.

For me, it’s always a toss-up whether or not to add the chocolate chips. Babe likes them with, The Cowboy likes them without. This time I opted for with. After all, what’s life without a little chocolate?

Yesterday I tried orange pekoe tea – black, and I just couldn’t do it. But once I added some rock sugar and a little cream, it was quite marvellous. Which just goes to show, almost anything can be made more pleasant with a little ingenuity.

Would you like your orange pekoe black or the way I like it?

Please, help yourself to sugar or cream.

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These yellow tulips are captivating to me. See how they romance the sun?

It’s bewitching. Every time I walk by them I’m captured, and I find myself “coming-to” seconds or minutes later.

Yellow isn’t really a favourite colour of mine, but yellow flowers definitely are: tulips, roses, daisies, sunflowers. Cheer, joy, friendship. And there’s something so hopeful about them too.

Pretty soon I’ll be enjoying the tulips I planted outdoors. I hope.

I say I hope, not because I hope they come up soon but because I hope they come up at all. I’m not a gardener. Usually I plant something and pray that it grows.

I had a huge vegetable garden when we lived on the place where The Cowboy grew up, and every year as I planted I prayed, “Lord please bless my garden, because I don’t know what I’m doing.” And He always did.

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Image by PublicDomainPictures from Pixabay 

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Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.

May Sarton

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Image by Terri Cnudde from Pixabay 

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Recently, a friend told me that when she shops for groceries she always asks God to help her pick the things she might need that hadn’t made it on the grocery list. I felt like I’d been let in on a huge secret, because she is the one who never fails to be able to whip something up out of the blue when people drop by unexpectedly.

I think that’s the secret for a lot of things – asking for help.

If God cares about things like gardens and groceries, He definitely cares about things like pandemics and panic. And long-drawn-out isolation.

Lord, we’ve never been this way before and we don’t know what we’re doing. It’s getting tedious. It’s getting heavy. And for many of us it’s getting scary – lost jobs, lost income, lost freedoms, lost loved ones, lost the-way-we’ve-always-done-it.

But you have promised to be with us, so please help us through this time. Help us to see you in the big things and the little things. In the breath that we breathe, in the vast changing skies overhead, in the tulips that delight and the songs of the birds.

Inspire us with new ideas, or even old ideas we hadn’t considered before, and give us wisdom.

Give us hope. Give us joy. Give us love for each other.

Amen

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Thank you so much for popping by today. I love our visits. As you leave, be sure to take in that glorious sky, and here’s something to listen to on your way home.

Daddy Daughter Duet – The Prayer

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Image by Simon Steinberger from Pixabay 

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Feature Image of lemon teapot and teacup by Jill Wellington from Pixabay