Today is the kind of day that just begs me to light candles. I love candles. I think they make any day a little brighter but especially dark, gloomy, rainy days like today. This is a picture of our mantle. My good friend, Vicki, bought me this candle holder. See how the light reflects from the mirror.
These candles are in our “sitting room”. We call it that because it is a wonderful place to just sit. The view from the windows is beautiful. When I took this picture, my Grace was sitting there enjoying reading a good book. She dearly loves to read.
And this is the view from the window that you see in this picture.
We are so blessed. Well, time for school. Enjoy your day and God bless.
Here is a picture of our irises that are blooming in the green swing area. These were given to me several years ago by a good friend who attends our Friday Ladies Study. Thanks again, Barbara. I just love their purple color.
Yesterday, I made buttermilk. I have attempted several times to make cottage cheese but I keep doing something wrong. So I decided yesterday to change gears a little and try making buttermilk. It turned out great. It tastes a lot like kefir. Here’s what I did. I used almost a qt. of our raw milk. I did not skim off the cream. I then added 1/4 cup of whole milk buttermilk I had purchased from the store. I shook it up and sit it out on the counter for about 20 hrs. I was told there is no set time for how long to leave it out. It all depends on the temperature of your house. This same rule applies to kefir. The warmer the temperature the quicker it will set. It is ready when you turn the jar over and it all leaves the side of the jar in one clump. Shake the jar for about 5 min and put in the refridgerator to chill. I am very happy with the results and definitely will be making more.
This is a picture I never get tired of seeing. I LOVE hanging my clothes on the line. I LOVE seeing them hanging on the line and I LOVE smelling them after they have dried hanging on the line. To me, drying my clothes on the line is one of the luxuries of being a stay at home wife and mother.