”Let not thine heart envy sinners but be thou in the concern of the Lord all the day extended. For absolutely there is an close, and thine expectation shall not be lower off. Hear thou, my son, and be clever, and information thine heart in the way. Be not between winebibbers, among riotous eaters of flesh for the drunkard and the glutton shall appear to poverty, and drowsiness shall clothe a person with rags. Hearken unto thy father that begat thee, and despise not thy mom when she is old.” — Proverbs 23:17-22

It is the very last week of July already. Whoa, summer appears to go so fast! It’s possible mainly because it seems I barely flip all around and it is time to compose again. It is like my ink is hardly dry and I’m heading once more.

It is a warm working day with barely a breath of wind stirring. But continue to, it is a good day.

Of class, I’m not outside the house working in the solar or no matter what. The farmers are almost certainly glad for all the hay they place up past week before it rained. We had more than 3 inches Saturday night. Some areas had much more.

It seems a good deal of corn, beans and peaches are getting canned or frozen.

I never know why “Wedge” from the Arthur Graphic-Clarion wished to arrive to my backyard for supplies. Or possibly that is why I never have more tomatoes. I do have beans. He could have these.

I’m canning mine and daughter Jane’s surplus for daughter Cindy in Dale.

I constantly imagined it is type of ironic that we do our canning in the summer time, heating up the property, when that warmth would truly feel so great in the wintertime. Then, in the wintertime, when it is tougher to do laundry and get the stuff dry, we are likely to have on more garments. And who would like to dress in winter clothes in the summer time just mainly because it is less difficult to wash and dry? Tends to make me sweat just considering about it.

The actually excellent point about summer season is at the end of the day, one particular can shower and mail all that sweat, stink and grime down the drain.

I am so glad showers were being invented! And authorized! No far more at the time-a-7 days, Saturday-night time-only baths in a spherical washtub, using your more mature sibling’s h2o! Of course, I never bear in mind doing that really normally. In my ‘tween and teenager several years, we had an genuine tub and heated our drinking water in a large iron kettle in the “washhouse.” The worst matter was, the doorway wouldn’t lock and I was normally fearful somebody wouldn’t respect a closed doorway!

But you know what? I always type of favored heading out in the washhouse about dusk. I was the courageous one particular to get a bathtub past in the dark, coming out, the air experienced cooled immediately after the solar went down. It was tranquil and I was cleaned up — certainly, it felt excellent.

The previous approaches weren’t all terrible. In some cases I consider the grandchildren skipped out. Of program, they wouldn’t feel bathing in a washtub is missing out. But other things, like nicely water pumped up with a squeaky pump. Finding a consume, refreshing and cold, right from the perfectly, from the cup often hanging by the pump. Of training course, in these days of germaphobics, that would be just basic dreadful.

Or how about the impromptu water fights that ensued when a single went to get a drink and another person else arrived along and was correct in line of an “accidentally” flung cup of h2o — apart from when the an individual else wasn’t in a very good mood!

The other 7 days, I did so several, effectively a couple of, fully stupid factors of which I will not go into depth except this a single on Saturday.

I obtained son-in-law Lloyd to transform the tube in the tiller tire. I then needed to put the tiller in the buggy lose. It wouldn’t get started. It staying an electric powered get started, I figured the battery was lifeless. Or probably I flooded the motor. I still left it and went to clean out the barn and haul out some trash.

I instructed Lloyd I could not get started it. He considered it odd, as he experienced begun it. I went out and tried once more. No luck. So I checked the thing above and discovered this minor thingy. It seems to be like that thing shuts off the gasoline. So I moved it over, and bingo! It commenced. Humorous, that! Imagine! The gasoline has to be turned on to begin! It’s very good that I have some smarts!

In closing, each sunrise is God’s greeting the sunset His signature.

How about these biscuits for breakfast, or coffee crack? Or just for the reason that.

Frosted Cinnamon-Raisin Biscuits

Will make 1 dozen.

2 cups flour

1/4 cup sugar

2 teaspoons baking powder

1 teaspoon salt

1/4 teaspoon soda

1/3 cup shortening

2/3 cup buttermilk or sour milk

1/3 cup raisins

11/2 teaspoons cinnamon

11/2 cups powdered sugar

2 tablespoons butter, softened

11/2 teaspoons vanilla

3-5 teaspoons heat drinking water

In a bowl, incorporate flour, sugar, baking powder, salt and soda.

Minimize in shortening right up until combination resembles coarse crumbs. Stir in buttermilk just right until moistened. Flip onto a floured area sprinkle with raisins and cinnamon. Knead 8 to 10 moments (cinnamon will have a marbled overall look).

Fall batter into 12 mounds, 2 inches apart on greased baking sheet. Bake at 425 levels for 12-16 minutes or until golden brown.

Incorporate sugar, butter and vanilla incorporate ample h2o to realize wished-for consistency.

Frost heat biscuits. Serve warm or at place temperature.