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A Thought

Hello friends, it has been a while!  I was thinking about music today, and thought I’d share the thought.  When I think about music, the picture above is frequently seen by my mind’s eye:  cozy, comforting, friendly, a worn book, a good friend.  A time when you can go somewhere without going anywhere.  Plus, you can visit almost any time in history  - medieval cathedrals, the nobility or peasants of the middle ages, the romantics of the late 1800′s, the roaring twenties, and so on and so forth…and who said that time travel isn’t possible?  Well friends, I went ahead and took the picture that I was thinking about, it’s not a very good picture, but I hope you enjoy it.  Oh, and by the way, the thought is usually about as far as I get these days. :)

Summer Break

Just a “hi” to those out there who may come upon Bungalowjungalow.  In case you’ve been wondering, I decided to take a summer break from blogging – I’m having a hard time sitting in front of my computer long enough to write and post pictures while it’s so warm and beautiful and there’s so much to do outside.  However, as soon as the weather starts to turn and we’re indoors more, I’ll look forward to sharing our adventures with you once again! 

May all of you continue to enjoy summer’s beauty, bounty, and warmth!  See you all in the Fall…

Late morning through early afternoon, wonderful strawberry smells arose from the kitchen.  We bubbled and brewed 2 batches of the most delicious stove-top jam!  My expert canner/jammer friend came to help guide me through the stove-top jam making process.  We washed, dried, de-topped, smashed, cooked, jarred, and hot-water bathed while our 5 little boys played (her 2, and my 3).  The boys did great – absolutely no catastrophes took place, and they were still playing happily at the end!

First, the directions that came in the pectin package were carefully studied.  I found out that every pectin brand has slightly different directions that must be followed to the “t” for jam to turn out well and set right.  By the way, isn’t that a cute apron?

Hot water bathing our jarred jam – just look at her cute, pregnant tummy…

Lovely, sparkling jars of strawberry jam.  My bread machine made a loaf of honey whole wheat bread so we could properly taste test the strawberry goodness - it was lip-smackin’ good!  Oh, how I wanted to just sit with spoon and jar…mmm…

It is strawberry picking time!  Last Thursday we went picking with friends.  The fields were ripe and scrumptious, and we kept finding ourselves eating just one… more… berry. ” A fresh strawberry IS a fresh strawberry”, I’ve heard it said.  So absolutely right, nothing compares!  May all of you have stained mouths, hands, and clothes sometime soon too~

My friend pictured below is an experienced canner/jam maker - she’s going to teach me how to make stove-top strawberry jam this week…mine never seems to set right.  She says there’s hope for me yet…we shall see on Thursday when we get another batch of berries and go to work in the kitchen.  They have two little boys, and a little girl on the way!

Wouldn’t you like to bite into this luscious berry right now?

“Working” the fields – what a great way to teach kids where food comes from, and the joy that can come from good old-fashioned hard work.  I foresee lots of field work in the future for these two as they grow up – and for their little brother as well.

My grandmother called me yesterday afternoon while the boys and I were making some chocolate oatmeal cookies (we omitted 1/2 cup of flour and added cocoa instead!).  We were just scooping the last spoonfuls of dough onto the cookie sheet when the phone rang…I love it when she calls, we chat about this and that, and I usually end up asking her tidbits of advice about homekeeping and child-rearing.  She gives the best advice – so, so full of perspective!  (~Grandma is Portuguese, was raised in Hawaii, and is a woman of great faith.)  While we were on the phone, she shared with me some thoughts/sayings out of a book that she’s been reading…here are two of them: 

“It is better to build strong children then try to repair adults.”  What a great piece of wisdom, coming from someone who truly raised 4 stong children (my mother being one of them). 

The other is “Worry is a futile thing, it is somewhat like a rocking chair.  Although it keeps you occupied, it doesn’t get you anywhere.”  Isn’t that the truth!  Back, and forth, and back and forth, we mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, rock our chairs and rock our chairs don’t we! 

She also shared with me a paraphrase of Philippians 4:11-13.  Grandma’s paraphrase went like this:  “I’ve learned by now to be quite content whatever my circumstances.  I’m just as happy with little as with much, with much as with little.  I’ve found the recipe to being happy whether full or hungry, hands full or hands empty, whatever I have, wherever I am I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am.”

~Thanks for the phone call yesterday Grandma, I’ll talk to you again soon.~

Time for a quick update and news from our Bungalow.  Mama’s too tired to write much tonight, though…my three little boys continue to be wiggly, warm-hearts that provide me lots of wonderful work, and so at the end of the day sometimes I’m just plain weak.  Thought I would show a few pictures, though, of our continued urban farming attempt.  What is it they say?  Oh, yes, a picture is worth a thousand words – so here are some pictures…

Vegetable garden growing! 

My rose hedge is blooming!  “Lavender Simplicity” from Jackson & Perkins:

Our latest, greatest, cute but practical yard idea:  Why not use an empty wine barrel for a hose home?  Makes putting away the hose super easy!

Chickens getting bigger!  Every evening, and first thing in the morning, they can all be seen perching in a row just like this.  The chickens continue to have hours upon hours of play time with the boys…and -wow- can those kids catch a chicken like nobody’s business!  Still no eggs, but soon though…

Still (always) lots of un-completed projects…firewood to be split, dirt and bark mulch to be spread:

Swinging with Daddy!  Plus, a trench-in- progress…Joe is very excited to be planting a screen of bamboo along one of our fences for added privacy:

Logging Day

Saturday was a barn-raising day of sorts for some good friends of ours (they are also our cousins through marriage) who bought a beautiful 4-acre plot of land and darling home last December. They are expecting their first baby (a little boy!) in September, so there was/is much work to do before then to help them get settled.  Our gang of five, Uncle Michael & Aunt Jenny, plus our pal Dave, all headed up to Washington to help them clear their land for a fun-filled day of logging, playing in the mud, bonfires, and hotdog and marshmallow roasting.  At the end of the day, we headed home with a trailer full of firewood, too (our woodstove’s gonna love it) – thanks guys!!

The boys roamed free catching frogs, snakes, bugs, seeing deer, and spotting a wild rabbit!

Who’s that hot mama with the chainsaw?

Uncle Michael kept the bonfire burning all afternoon…

 Lumberjacks!

The next-door neighbor’s cat recently had kittens…they were so cute all curled up in the straw…

Aunt Jenny with a darling kitty:

Roasting time!! (The ladies were busy preparing yummy salads while the guys started on the hot dogs.)  Hot dogs and s’mores never tasted so good!

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