One of the things that is synonymous with summer, to me, is black raspberries. Every year since I can remember, my mother baked a pie with the berries we picked. My parents have since moved from the house I grew up in with the loads of berry bushes, but when we bought this house we were excited to find some here. So I continued our little tradition of baking a black raspberry pie every summer, up until this year, when this was our measly bounty:
I decided to make this yummy thing, which I made last summer with blackberries, and I must say it was ridiculously good with the black raspberries.
it was nice to see some friends that we hadn't seen in awhile…
that drink up there is Sweet Tea with Vodka and Lemonade. I highly recommend it if you feel like indulging in a beverage…
As I embark on a weekend of river-going, farmers markets (and the eating that comes after!) and general summer fun, I’ll leave you with some pretty little images from around the house.
The garden in bloom
Some pretty doilies from a recent churchy thrifty sale. I never get tired of celebrating such examples of granny industriousness! Also some pretty Liberty squares, and my favorite McCoy pot. One can never have enough of that turquoise McCoy. And now for a little scene of horror!
I’ll be working a bit too this weekend. I hope to have some new “Seaside Holiday” animals ready in a couple of weeks.
I hope everyone has a weekend filled with simple summer pleasures!
….you're so darn fleeting. these are lovely little moments I am trying to hold onto.
Hello there…sorry for a wee lull in the posting. I had to take some time to recharge my batteries and just hang out by the kiddie pool. Well briefly hang out by the pool. We have had so much rain here lately, I have mostly been holed up inside watching the weeds in my garden grow from my living room window. Not a very nice June. Hopefully July will be better and we can get to the beach, tackle some weeds, frolic in the sun and indulge in all things summery.
Here are some pics from a little fun Victorian Weekend thingie we attended the other day when the sun was shining…
Hunting for fairies!
Of course there was some spinning on the front porch. I wonder how much spinning the wealthy Victorian ladies who lived in the house would have been doing, though, right? Maybe. But the girl was wearing a lovely dress and some shnazzy shoes.
Here’s Lil in a jaunty hat. She looks like a little servant, all dressed up in her fancy hat for her Sunday afternoon off.
Then we headed over to a historical working farm, which was so picturesque and perfect. Big-eyed Jersey cows lolling about in the shade, with their bells clanging. Fat pigs lounging in the mud under a sprawling shady maple. Horse drawn plows manned by guys in fitting attire. Clara got to grind some corn and feed the chickens. We saw some baby turkeys scurrying about as their mama tried to round them up by the vegetable patch. It was such a nice day. I only wish Clara had her bonnet.