Rabbit Trails

  Very sad call on Thanksgiving morning. Brother Dave went home to be with the Lord.   We've known the Christenson family for years. Can't for sure remember what year we all met, but we all had lots of little kids. They influenced the home school books we used, and Pat gave us ALL of the books they used when they were done with them.   Dave and Pat let us use their camping trailer to live in for a short while.... and one of our children proceeded to put snake like bites in the  brand new upholstery with a meat fork.    Brother Dave came from Mexico to Dallas to be present when my husband got ordained.   After we left PVBC, we still got to see the family, once in church camp in Arkansas, mission conferences, OUR church here in Freeport, and in our home, because missionaries stayed with us.  It is always great to have *friend* missionaries stay, people we actually knew.... and this was of course, the Christenson family.

I remember the day I first had this cake. It was many moons ago. I asked Aunt Margie for the recipe. The best recipes are written by the hand of those that *own* it.    This isn't an easy cake to make. I never know for sure when to cut up the apples.... before? then they may turn brown, or during the process.... and sort of bring everything to a halt.   This is when it's nice to have a designated stir person.      Out of the whole process, this is my favorite part. I love using the sifter, because it makes me think of the day I bought it. That's why I like to buy practical things on trips.....because when the practical things are being put to use, they remind me of things. Things other than when to cut up apples.            I used Honeycrisp. I love to eat these, too, but they were a little old, so they were perfect for a cake. I'm not eating a mushy apple.      Th

  I like to say it in more ways than one.   To all of my millions of readers, hope you have a:      I actually made pies......     TRUE    

  Sometimes you are fixing to leave the house and your car has a flat tire. Then you say bummer. Sometimes you leave a restaurant and you try to get into a car that looks JUST like yours....and the key doesn't work... and you look around and hope nobody saw you.      Then sometimes, you head out the door, and see this. And think, do whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?    So, then, you get to go to a car wash. For $12. The whole way there, you discuss what IN THE WORLD did this?      The view at the car wash was just pretty nice. A palm tree mixed in with Autumn colors.      $12 didn't quite take care of the problem, most of it, but not all of it.      OK Denny's. Time to get some new cream pitchers.      I always enjoyed frost on the proverbial pumpkin when I lived in Kansas. I loved a good frosty night and morning. The kind that makes it look like diamonds are in your grass.

  Rain and storms were predicted all day in the area. It was cloudy, and sorta rainy. It was not very nice, actually.   We went the big highway, instead of 36. Always take 36 in the Spring..... that way you can see the wildflowers. The area is lovely in Spring. The highway is pretty in Autumn.      As we speak, I have some Blue Bell in our freezer. It's the best ice cream in the country, because it comes from happy cows.      OK This was FUNNY. JUNO That would be ancient e-mail. Ancient.      Sometimes, the trees just don't have the gumption to totally turn colors.      We got to the meeting place a little early, so I walked down the sidewalk and saw this sign. Hee-Haw   You know who gets their clothes cleaned here.... or maybe who owns the place.      In case you've never seen it before, these are rose hips.      I haven't seen my Bosom Buddy for mo