“Nothing draws along with it such a glory as the Sabbath. Never has it unfolded without some
witness and welcome, some song and salutation.” James Hamilton
Susan emailed the above quote to me last Sunday. I loved it; and this Sunday I thought I'd share it far and wide. It was quite a Saturday and I'm GLAD that today is a day of rest.
In Thursday’s post I wrote about Frances and Brian donating apples to help with the pies we are making and selling to raise funds for our organization's work in parts of the world where most of the population live in poverty and people with disabilities live in even more desperate conditions.
Friday evening found Paul and I at Frances's house picking up apples. I gasped when I saw the size of the bushel boxes. When God sends apples he doesn't mess around! And they contained the most perfect apples I have ever seen.
When we got home I made a massive amount of pastry and put it out in our enclosed sun porch to chill until the next morning.
Susan arrived next. glad that she was recovering from the flu that has had her down for the past two weeks.
|I had pre measured out bags of sugar, flour and cinnamon to add to the apples when peeled|
|My big stock pot held packages of pastry|
|Marirose also came to help and came prepared!|
|Rachel and Molson were our cheering section|
In my head I had scheduled 4 hours for working on the pies. What was I thinking? I'm so glad that no one listened to me and kept going--me too.
It wasn't long before my friends named me the Pie Nazi! I confess, I am particular about my pies, oh, okay, it borders on controlling. :)
So in one week I was called "comrade Belinda" (after inadvertently using a quote by Karl Marx) and a Pie Nazi.
|We had a short break for lunch. Lunch was pie and Hokey Pokey ice cream. :)|
|The very last apple of two whole bushels. Sarah, Susan and Marirose deserved medals for the quantity of apples they peeled.|
|Brown fingers--the true badge of honour of a pie maker|
|YOU TOO, CAN HAVE PIE!|
|The day's fruit: 20 pies to add to the ones already baked, and 13 bags of apples ready for future pies, in the freezer. |
It was 10.30 pm when I finally sat down.Relaxing never felt so good. Molson thought so too.