:: a little “friend” we found ::
I love the intensity of color, how inviting it is to take an evening walk, the sound of the leaves as they crunch underfoot. I love the cooler weather, the crispness. I love how the grey days make me want to bake and clean. Or snuggle up with a blanket and a book.
I love fall.
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“Joseph of Arimathea, a prominent member of the Council, who was himself waiting for the kingdom of God, went boldly to Pilate and asked for Jesus’ body.”
– Mark 15:44
For some reason that phrase caught my attention this morning: he was known by the fact that he was awaiting the kingdom of God. Was he zealously waiting? Or was it just commonly known that Joseph from Arimathea was waiting for the kingdom of God?
toast, with really yummy lemon curd
This morning John and I went to visit the midwife again, and we came home knowing that both baby and mama are doing great. Both healthy and growing, though my blood pressure is a bit low – 112 over 60-ish – and she had no explanation for why my hair keeps falling out. Silly me, it’s supposed to fall out after Baby is born, not before. Baby even put on a little show for her by moving all around when she tried to listen for the heartbeat (which is loud and strong!).
Yesterday morning was just lovely. A tad brisk, but lovely. I walked down to the church behind our place and took some pictures of their trees (since we don’t have our own yet), and when I was looking at the pictures again this morning, they reminded of a line in a Josh Groban song: “Flaming flowers that brightly blaze/ Swirling clouds and violet haze/ Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue/ Colors changing hue/ Morning fields of amber grain …”
Isn’t autumn a gorgeous time of year? All the seasons can be, I know, but I particularly notice the Spring and Fall. It’s almost as if God gets out His box of colors for a final flourish before He sends the world to bed for the winter.
another glorious sunset – rain is predicted for tomorrow
our “dryer” basking in the luminescence
Mmmmm … fall goodness.
The other day I called John at work and asked what he thought of having a pot pie for dinner. He was quite enthusiastic about the idea, and could hardly wait to get home.
It was one of those “fall is here, kind-of-sort-of” days, and I felt like making some comfort food. Chicken pot pie is high on my list of comfort food, along with Sour Patch Kids, gummi bears, hot chocolate, goulash, sour cream mashed potatoes with green peas, BBQ tri-tip done medium rare, coffee …
I grabbed one of my copies of Joy of Cooking (the one that sits on the microwave) and thumbed through it looking for a recipe. To my dismay, the only one it had called for a chicken hash-like filling. No veggies. To be comfort food, my pot pies must have veggies. And lots of peas. So I pulled out my box of cookbooks, and continued looking.
Betty Crocker helped, but she asked for a puff pastry crust, and I was unwilling to take the three+ hours to make puff pastry. I knew what crust I wanted to use, but I needed some guidelines for baking times, etc. for a double crust (another essential element) pot pie.
So, after about 10 more minutes on Cooks.com, I came up with a mish-mash of recipes and set to work, hoping it would turn out like the ones in my memory.
And the recipe will follow in a few days, cuz John and I are heading up to Indy to spend the weekend celebrating Sarah and Teri’s birthdays.
So you’ll have to wait!
At The Christmas Tree Farm