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You have fed them with the bread of tears; Psalm 80:5

A couple days ago, as I mentioned in “Rambling,” I made homemade white bread. Well! I took pictures of every step along the way with every intention of converting them immediately into an entry, but I didn’t upload the pictures until today, and in the end, I could have made this this post about how to NOT handle hardships. Enjoy:

I made the dough at night with a plan to refridgerate it to be baked in the morning-early-before Sammy’s basketball game. Note: I am NOT a morning person.
That’s it in the tin on the second shelf from the top on the left. Yes-we do have a pepsi fridge.

Here it is cooling. Oh, did I skip a step? Perhaps that’s because I don’t usually think to take pictures while I am holding a little wad of dough in front of the heater, crying at seven o’clock in the morning! As you may have guessed, I had a little trouble warming it up. I was finally able to bake it after the game.

Here it is sliced.

I ate mine with a hot cup of Earl Grey. Mm! It turned out pretty good, though it was not an early riser…or much of a riser at all.

And this post is dedicated to Birdie who helped with the pictures, my parents who warned me about bread, Willin who was my tag-along chef and whoever invented the bread machine.
Perhaps I will take that easier route next time.
Signing out,
Everly Pleasant


This is a short account of what we’ve been been up to lately around here. Enjoy!

The latest project has been setting up a rock tumbler. They were all very excited (even though Bunny doesn’t look like it in the above photo.) Let’s see if they last the whole thirty days.
A lesson on rocks.

Cooking! We made a huge pot of dumplings this day, Birdie made lunch today and once we made porcupine casserole. I am quite sure that some of the kids really think we ate porcupine.

Hot tea! Especially with the following:

fireplace fires! And reading! See

Lite brite

Yesterday I set up a little studio in the doll room and traced the kids’ shadows.
This one is Bunny.



The Tea Party

You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me. ~C.S. Lewis

Bread and water can so easily be toast and tea. ~Author Unknown

The mere chink of cups and saucers tunes the mind to happy repose. ~George Gissing, The Private Papers of Henry Ryecroft

Remember the tea kettle – it is always up to its neck in hot water, yet it still sings! ~Author Unknown

A few days ago I had the pleasure of accepting an invitation to a very fancy tea party thrown by Miss Adelaide. I came as Miss Muddyboot and there I met Lady Winbuck and Lady Tamrind. We had a capital time there. Oh, and the last quote isn’t really applicable seeing as each time we refilled our tiny little blue teapot it was up past its neck in hot water and down my arm.

I uploaded the pictures in the wrong order, but being an impatient person, this is how they shall remain. The photo above is titled “The tea was lovely, thank you.”

As you can tell, silliness was not allowed. Our conversation was of the most serious kind.

Behold the tiny dishes! How cute! How sweet! How often refilled during our little party!

Everly Pleasant

Sifting Sand

Bunny, Birdie, Sammy, Willin and Jubilee have developed a new pastime.

They gather dirt in buckets from our driveway and sift it in a net. The fine, soft sand falls into a large rubber tub and they dump the remaining rocky “bad dirt” back onto the drive. For some reason, this occupies them for hours, just collecting, sifting, dumping and then gathering around to run their fingers through their handiwork. Originally, the sand was gathered to pad the pin of our two precious box turtles; Skipperdee and Flipperdee but then the kids just got carried away.

But it’s work and they feel productive, remaining mostly silent just toiling away deep in thought caught in the rhythm of their labor. And it’s better than lying around or watching tv or arguing.

Funny, everything turns into a analogy in my head…
Tonight it is my prayer that The Lord would sift out all of the unholy thoughts in my mind, all the decieted desires of my heart and then rid me of all wickedness in everything I do and say.
And when I ask God to rid me of unholliness, it means to replace it with holliness. I found this quote on another blog yesterday:
“The Bible makes no room for the idea of the secular. In biblical worldview,there is only the sacred and the profane, and the profane is just the sacred abused, unkempt, trampled down, trivialized, turned inside out. It is just the holy treated in an unholy way.” ~ Mark Buchanan

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