Back from a Hiatus

This year has been a whirlwind! But I had a minute and decided I could spend that on writing a new post. 2016 has so far proven to be unlike any year I have ever had. Most years have a general flow to them that seem to meld together, but for some reason, there has been a lot of change without change that is rather extraordinary and it all just feels new and exciting.

I felt a similar energy surrounding the recent General Conference. Even with the terrible things going on in the world, the prophet and apostles and general auxiliary leaders seemed to have a light of hope amidst their censure. There seemed a sense of encouragement in the messages.

The major take away that I felt from the conference was that no matter what happens, or how troublesome the evils in the world are, the light we share is only as bright as we decide it to be. We can face evil in the face, and if we know that God is with us, then who can stand against us?

I hope that although this year may prove to be a wringer, people find their feet amongst the commotion of confusion and find the peace of knowing that our God is stronger. Our God is mighty. He is greater than any trial we will ever face.

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The Highwayman

In honor of the project I have in the works…

The Highwayman

by Alfred Noyes

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PART ONE
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees.
The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas.
The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding—
         Riding—riding—
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He’d a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,
A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin.
They fitted with never a wrinkle. His boots were up to the thigh.
And he rode with a jewelled twinkle,
         His pistol butts a-twinkle,
His rapier hilt a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.
Over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard.
He tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred.
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter,
         Bess, the landlord’s daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
And dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked
Where Tim the ostler listened. His face was white and peaked.
His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay,
But he loved the landlord’s daughter,
         The landlord’s red-lipped daughter.
Dumb as a dog he listened, and he heard the robber say—
“One kiss, my bonny sweetheart, I’m after a prize to-night,
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
         Watch for me by moonlight,
I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way.”
He rose upright in the stirrups. He scarce could reach her hand,
But she loosened her hair in the casement. His face burnt like a brand
As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast;
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
         (O, sweet black waves in the moonlight!)
Then he tugged at his rein in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west.

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PART TWO
He did not come in the dawning. He did not come at noon;
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise of the moon,
When the road was a gypsy’s ribbon, looping the purple moor,
A red-coat troop came marching—
         Marching—marching—
King George’s men came marching, up to the old inn-door.
They said no word to the landlord. They drank his ale instead.
But they gagged his daughter, and bound her, to the foot of her narrow bed.
Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side!
There was death at every window;
         And hell at one dark window;
For Bess could see, through her casement, the road that he would ride.
They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest.
They had bound a musket beside her, with the muzzle beneath her breast!
“Now, keep good watch!” and they kissed her. She heard the doomed man say—
Look for me by moonlight;
         Watch for me by moonlight;
I’ll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!
She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good!
She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood!
They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
         Cold, on the stroke of midnight,
The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!
The tip of one finger touched it. She strove no more for the rest.
Up, she stood up to attention, with the muzzle beneath her breast.
She would not risk their hearing; she would not strive again;
For the road lay bare in the moonlight;
         Blank and bare in the moonlight;
And the blood of her veins, in the moonlight, throbbed to her love’s refrain.
Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot! Had they heard it? The horsehoofs ringing clear;
Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot, in the distance? Were they deaf that they did not hear?
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
The highwayman came riding—
         Riding—riding—
The red coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still.
Tlot-tlot, in the frosty silence! Tlot-tlot, in the echoing night!
Nearer he came and nearer. Her face was like a light.
Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath,
Then her finger moved in the moonlight,
         Her musket shattered the moonlight,
Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him—with her death.
He turned. He spurred to the west; he did not know who stood
Bowed, with her head o’er the musket, drenched with her own blood!
Not till the dawn he heard it, and his face grew grey to hear
How Bess, the landlord’s daughter,
         The landlord’s black-eyed daughter,
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.
Back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky,
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high.
Blood red were his spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat;
When they shot him down on the highway,
         Down like a dog on the highway,
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat.
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And still of a winter’s night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
A highwayman comes riding—
         Riding—riding—
A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door.

 

Over the cobbles he clatters and clangs in the dark inn-yard.
He taps with his whip on the shutters, but all is locked and barred.
He whistles a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord’s black-eyed daughter,
         Bess, the landlord’s daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

Veteran’s Day 2015

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Veteran’s Day in America, Armistice or Remembrance Day for many others, is a day to remember those who served to protect the freedom of their friends, families, and those they have never and will never meet. Today is a day to show your gratitude and appreciation of the sacrifices made by every person who defends their country, and protects those within her arms. I hope those who read this have or will thank a veteran in person or through prayer. Remember that they put their lives on the line to protect our great Republic.

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I am reminded of the passage in Alma Chapter 46 when those who follow the Lord are in danger. Captain Moroni stands to lead the righteous and Title of Liberty is flow high, proud, and for all to see.

And it came to pass that as many as would not hearken to the words of Helaman and his brethren were gathered together against their brethren.

 And now behold, they were exceedingly wroth, insomuch that they were determined to slay them.

 Now the leader of those who were wroth against their brethren was a large and a strong man; and his name wasAmalickiah.

 And Amalickiah was desirous to be a king; and those people who were wroth were also desirous that he should be their king; and they were the greater part of them the lower judges of the land, and they were seeking for power.

 And they had been led by the flatteries of Amalickiah, that if they would support him and establish him to be their king that he would make them rulers over the people.

 Thus they were led away by Amalickiah to dissensions, notwithstanding the preaching of Helaman and his brethren, yea, notwithstanding their exceedingly great care over the church, for they were high priests over the church.

 And there were many in the church who believed in theflattering words of Amalickiah, therefore they dissentedeven from the church; and thus were the affairs of the people of Nephi exceedingly precarious and dangerous, notwithstanding their great victory which they had had over the Lamanites, and their great rejoicings which they had had because of their deliverance by the hand of the Lord.

 Thus we see how quick the children of men do forgetthe Lord their God, yea, how quick to do iniquity, and to be led away by the evil one.

 Yea, and we also see the great wickedness one very wicked man can cause to take place among the children of men.

 10 Yea, we see that Amalickiah, because he was a man of cunning device and a man of many flattering words, that he led away the hearts of many people to do wickedly; yea, and to seek to destroy the church of God, and to destroy the foundation of liberty which God had granted unto them, or which blessing God had sent upon the face of the land for the righteous’ sake.

 11 And now it came to pass that when Moroni, who was the chief commander of the armies of the Nephites, had heard of these dissensions, he was angry with Amalickiah.

 12 And it came to pass that he rent his coat; and he took a piece thereof, and wrote upon it—In memory of our God, our religion, and freedom, and our peace, our wives, and our children—and he fastened it upon the end of a pole.

 13 And he fastened on his head-plate, and his breastplate, and his shields, and girded on his armor about his loins; and he took the pole, which had on the end thereof his rent coat, (and he called it the title of liberty) and hebowed himself to the earth, and he prayed mightily unto his God for the blessings of liberty to rest upon his brethren, so long as there should a band of Christiansremain to possess the land—

 14 For thus were all the true believers of Christ, who belonged to the church of God, called by those who did not belong to the church.

 15 And those who did belong to the church were faithful; yea, all those who were true believers in Christ took uponthem, gladly, the name of Christ, or Christians as they were called, because of their belief in Christ who should come.

 16 And therefore, at this time, Moroni prayed that the cause of the Christians, and the freedom of the land might be favored.

 17 And it came to pass that when he had poured out his soul to God, he named all the land which was south of the land Desolation, yea, and in fine, all the land, both on thenorth and on the south—A chosen land, and the land ofliberty.

 18 And he said: Surely God shall not suffer that we, who are despised because we take upon us the name of Christ, shall be trodden down and destroyed, until we bring it upon us by our own transgressions.

 19 And when Moroni had said these words, he went forth among the people, waving the rent part of his garment in the air, that all might see the writing which he had written upon the rent part, and crying with a loud voice, saying:

 20 Behold, whosoever will maintain this title upon the land, let them come forth in the strength of the Lord, andenter into a covenant that they will maintain their rights, and their religion, that the Lord God may bless them.

 21 And it came to pass that when Moroni had proclaimed these words, behold, the people came running togetherwith their armor girded about their loins, rending their garments in token, or as a covenant, that they would not forsake the Lord their God; or, in other words, if they should transgress the commandments of God, or fall into transgression, and be ashamed to take upon them the name of Christ, the Lord should rend them even as they had rent their garments.

 22 Now this was the covenant which they made, and theycast their garments at the feet of Moroni, saying: Wecovenant with our God, that we shall be destroyed, even as our brethren in the land northward, if we shall fall into transgression; yea, he may cast us at the feet of our enemies, even as we have cast our garments at thy feet to be trodden under foot, if we shall fall into transgression.

 23 Moroni said unto them: Behold, we are a remnant of the seed of Jacob; yea, we are a remnant of the seed ofJoseph, whose coat was rent by his brethren into many pieces; yea, and now behold, let us remember to keep the commandments of God, or our garments shall be rent by our brethren, and we be cast into prison, or be sold, or be slain.

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Fall has come

It’s crazy to think the summer has gone by so fast and that we are into October already. I can’t ever come to this time of year without thinking “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers”. It is so true. The sun is gentle and golden and everything hasn’t quite gotten to be gray, mushy, and lifeless. There is a feeling of anticipation in the air and nature seems to be waiting for something exciting to happen. A couple of years ago, I took the picture below. I think it summarizes the beautiful, crisp mornings of this time of year. The horses in the mists are always so peaceful to watch.

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God’s Daily Care

                                                                       “As I watch the rising sun                                                                                                                                      When the Day has just begun,                                                                                                                                      I am thinking of the love                                                                            That comes daily from above.

                                                                  Father, turn thine ear to me;                                                                                                                                   Let me offer thanks to thee                                                                                                                                     For thy wise and tender care                                                                    Of thy children ev’rywhere.”

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September 11, 2015

14 years ago today the United States of America was devastated. Planes had been commandeered and New York City had seen two of the greatest trade centers demolished. Emotions were ripped apart as thousands of innocent people  felt the impact of what happened. After the destruction on September 11, 2001, the American people rallied together to rebuild and to defend their country. It didn’t matter what a person looked like, how he sounded, what sum of money was in his bank account- what mattered was whether or not he was willing to work and put in his share to help rebuild a nation that was traumatized.

I had a realization today. I realized that even though I have not walked long on this earth, there are those who have walked a shorter time. And they don’t remember what happened- they can’t remember what happened. What they know about the country during that time is what we show them. As the same can be said to me about other times of abundance and times of trial. The level of reverence that those who come after us have for history is the responsibility of those who lived through it to pass on the truth. How can a child know of the lives that were given in the name of their freedom if there is no voice to teach of that gift? How can a teenager be expected to respect his nation’s flag if there is not an instilled sense of respect for what that flag represents? How can God be relied upon for strength if one knows not that He exists?

Many say remember September 11, 2001- remember the lives that were lost. I say remember September 11, 2001- remember the lives that were gained- the fires that burned for freedom in the hearts of men. Remember September 11, 2001 for those who stood to defend the God-given-unalienable right of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Remember the spirit of kindness and generosity and compassion that was exhibited. But don’t just remember the memory; live the memory. There is no memorial to the amount of money that was lost in the rubble. The memorial is to the lives of those who were in the wreckage.

When lives were about to end, lawyers and accountants weren’t the ones receiving final financial instructions. When lives were about to end, friends, and family were receiving calls and texts filled with “i love yous” and apologies. People were making right past mistakes and saying good bye to those they cared about. That is how our lives should be lived. Fighting and anger causes nothing but pain.  Every moment should be about making sure those around us know how much we care. The message we should remember from September 11, 2001 is that now is all we have and that our freedom and our loved ones are worth protecting.

My prayer is that whoever reads this may remember that all we really have in this life is the moment we live in and that all we take with us is who we knew and what we learned. So remember September 11. Remember what happened that day. But also remember that how we react to life is also a choice. We can either cower and fall or rally and stand strong. Strength comes from Him and He tells us to love one another.

May you find strength, hope, and peace today. Tell your loved ones you love them and live your moments to their fullest.

And may God bless the USA.

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Instant | Breakfast Pudding

 

Traditional pudding is an amazing treat, but it takes a while to make. However, this easy, single serving, recipe literally takes 5 minutes tops.

Ingredients:

Batter:

4 TB All-Purpose flour

1/2 TB baking Soda

1 Egg

1 TB Softened Butter 

1/4c Water

Mix all ingredients in a ceramic bowl and microwave for a minute and a half.

Milk Sauce

1/4 c (or so) warm whole milk

Splash of vanilla extract

1-2TB confectioners sugar

1/2 tsp cinnamon

Mix liquid together thoroughly and add to bowl.

And believe it or not, that’s it! 

I hope you enjoy!

A Light Dust of Snow| Poetry

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A light dust of snow, far from last late frost.

Soft bright rays beam down, fairylight not lost.

Shine upon my maid, Youth is yet her friend.

Sleeps she ‘neath branches, sweet dreams yet to send.

To laugh and still dream, through hardship and strife,

’tis but her choice course, through trials of life.

Just as the blossom comes after the rain,

so does the smile just after the pain.

Such is the pathway through darkness to bright,

bring oh thou sunshine, bring joy and bring light!

Bring spirit and spark, bring lilac’s clean scent.

Revitalize Hope, her dear chorus rent;

Troll bells of mercy, forgiveness its due.

Do always remember, to ever press through.

 Fear not, my maiden, there is yet a plan.

For now just delight, and day dream ’til then.

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He Is Risen!

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Stock-Image-Separator-GraphicsFairy21“Now upon the first day of the week, very early in the morning, they came unto the sepulchre, bringing the spices which they had prepared, and certain others with them.  And they found the stone rolled away from the sepulchre. And they entered in, and found not the body of the Lord Jesus. And it came to pass, as they were much perplexed thereabout, behold, two men stood by them in shining garments: And as they were afraid, and bowed down their faces to the earth, they said unto them, Why seek ye the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen: remember how he spake unto you when he was yet in Galilee, Saying, The Son of man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again. And they remembered his words, And returned from the sepulchre, and told all these things unto the eleven, and to all the rest. It was Mary Magdalene, and Joanna, and Mary the mother of James, and other women that were with them, which told these things unto the apostles. And their words seemed to them as idle tales, and they believed them not. Then arose Peter, and ran unto the sepulchre; and stooping down, he beheld the linen clothes laid by themselves, and departed, wondering in himself at that which was come to pass. And, behold, two of them went that same day to a village called Emmaus, which was from Jerusalem about threescore furlongs. And they talked together of all these things which had happened. And it came to pass, that, while they communedtogether and reasoned, Jesus himself drew near, and went with them. But their eyes were holden that they should not know him. And he said unto them, What manner of communications are these that ye have one to another, as ye walk, and are sad? And the one of them, whose name was Cleopas, answering said unto him, Art thou only a stranger in Jerusalem, and hast not known the things which are come to pass there in these days? And he said unto them, What things? And they said unto him, Concerning Jesus of Nazareth, which was a prophet mighty in deed and word before God and all the people: And how the chief priests and our rulers delivered him to be condemned to death, and have crucified him. But we trusted that it had been he which should have redeemed Israel: and beside all this, to day is the third day since these things were done. Yea, and certain women also of our company made us astonished, which were early at the sepulchre; And when they found not his body, they came, saying, that they had also seen a vision of angels, which said that he was alive. And certain of them which were with us went to the sepulchre, and found it even so as the women had said: but him they saw not. Then he said unto them, O fools, and slow of heart tobelieve all that the prophets have spoken: Ought not Christ to have suffered these things, and to enter into his glory? And beginning at Moses and all the prophets, heexpounded unto them in all the scriptures the things concerning himself. And they drew nigh unto the village, whither they went: and he made as though he would have gone further. But they constrained him, saying, Abide with us: for it is toward evening, and the day is far spent. And he went in to tarry with them. And it came to pass, as he sat at meat with them, he took bread, and blessed it, and brake, and gave to them. And their eyes were opened, and they knew him; and he vanished out of their sight. And they said one to another, Did not our heart burnwithin us, while he talked with us by the way, and while he opened to us the scriptures? And they rose up the same hour, and returned to Jerusalem, and found the eleven gathered together, and them that were with them, Saying, The Lord is risen indeed, and hath appeared to Simon. And they told what things were done in the way, and how he was known of them in breaking of bread. And as they thus spake, Jesus himself stood in the midst of them, and saith unto them, Peace be unto you. But they were terrified and affrighted, and supposed that they had seen a spirit. And he said unto them, Why are ye troubled? and why do thoughts arise in your hearts? Behold my hands and my feet, that it is I myself:handle me, and see; for a spirit hath not flesh and bones, as ye see me have. And when he had thus spoken, he shewed them hishands and his feet. And while they yet believed not for joy, and wondered, he said unto them, Have ye here any meat? And they gave him a piece of a broiled fish, and of an honeycomb. And he took it, and did eat before them. And he said unto them, These are the words which I spake unto you, while I was yet with you, that all things must be fulfilled, which were written in the law of Moses, and in the prophets, and in the psalms, concerning me. Then opened he their understanding, that they might understand the scriptures, And said unto them, Thus it is written, and thus itbehoved Christ to suffer, and to rise from the dead the third day: And that repentance and remission of sins should bepreached in his name among all nations, beginning at Jerusalem. And ye are witnesses of these things. And, behold, I send the promise of my Father upon you: but tarry ye in the city of Jerusalem, until ye beendued with power from on high. And he led them out as far as to Bethany, and he lifted up his hands, and blessed them. And it came to pass, while he blessed them, he was parted from them, and carried up into heaven. And they worshipped him, and returned to Jerusalem with great joy: And were continually in the temple, praising and blessing God. Amen.”

~Luke 24 KJV

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My prayer is that you had a wonderful Easter celebration. Our Lord is RISEN! He has paid the price and all we need do is accept His love, guidance, and ever loving present gift of atonement.

May you be blessed and find your strength in Him who overcame all.

Quick and Easy | Strawberry |Shortcake

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Stock-Image-Separator-GraphicsFairy21Strawberry Shortcakes is one of those iconic desserts that make a person dream of a beautiful shining day. Images of endearing garden parties, and lazy summer afternoons, family barbecues, and cute little girls with heads of curls are procured when the words “Strawberry Shortcake” comes to mind. However, there is an ideal for the romantic ideal of this scrumptious treat that is hard to reach and often intimidates those lovely dreamers who yearn for their most perfect summer time delicacy.

The recipe I have to share with you today, is simple and satisfies the desires of one so enthralled with the romance of this sweet but tart cake. But purists be forewarned. This recipe is not for those who believe a boxed cake mix is the end of quality times and that a certain brand of vegetable shortening starting with a “C” and ending with a “-risco” is a sure fire way to illness. This treat is definitely on the side of boxed mixes and commercial shortenings. However, it is just as wonderfully delicious (and in all honesty much healthier) than a store bought cake. There really is something to a good homemade cake and some splendid fresh fruit that just isn’t in cake that comes in a package.

I hope you enjoy this quick and easy recipe!

Quick and Easy Strawberry Shortcake

Ingredients:

Cake:

1 box yellow cake mix and the ingredients listed on the back to make the cake

Frosting:

I used the butter cream frosting recipe as in my lemon-berry cupcakes post minus the fruit juice flavoring

1/2 c LIGHTLY salted butter

1/2 c vegetable shortening of your choice (I prefer the one in the blue packaging with a giant “C” in the name)

4 c confectioner’s sugar

1 tsp vanilla extract

Topping:

1/2 lb of fresh strawberries sliced thin

Instructions:

Make the cake per instructions on the back of the box mix.

Following the baking directions for the 9×13″ pan

While the cake is baking…

Cream together the shortening, butter, and vanilla.

Add 1c of powdered sugar at a time until it is all thoroughly mixed in

Mix until desired consistency and chill until ready to frost

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ONCE the cake is cooled frost and layer the strawberries evenly on top.

Serve fresh or cover in the refrigerator and let is sit overnight.

I like it better served chilled overnight but fresh is just as scrumptious!

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“Do you remember the Shire, Mr. Frodo? It’ll be spring soon. And the orchards will be in blossom. And the birds will be nesting in the hazel thicket. And they’ll be sowing the summer barley in the lower fields… and eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries?” 

– Samwise Gamgee, The Return of the King, J.R.R. Tolkein

 

Spring Break in Pictures

Spring has sprung here at Mt Hope! So much to do, and with the lovely weather like we’ve been having, it’s easy to get distracted in the beauty of the day. It has been a full week. Now that the good weather is come, many adventures are sure to be on their way. I hope you enjoy some of the pictures from this week:)

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The third installment of the series I’m revisiting:)

 

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Henrietta in full bloom with her gorgeous pear blossoms

 

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Still working on that blue-striped sweater

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board games, bike rides, cleaning, and visiting with Anne Shirley and her friends in Avonlea have been the entertainment for us girls this week

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The most perfect batch of rolls that I have ever made

    I used the 30-min Roll recipe for the batch above. They were absolutely divine!

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“…Thou annointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over…”

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What did you do this past week?