I made it!

Whew!  A whole month of blog posting every. single. day.   That was fun.  And kind of a lot of work.  Luckily, there is usually something going on around here so I didn't really have a lack of things to blog about.  Today, however, was a long day so all you get are some more emerging-spring pictures:

New garden gate. (we didn't have one last year)

New shed doors.  The old ones warped.  These are better.

Bleeding Heart blooms

Rhododendron starting to bloom.

Maple tree getting fuller.  And our view starting to fill in and leave us.

 

That pretty green spring haze on the birch trees.

 I'm taking a blogging day off tomorrow, but I'll be back later in the week to show you some knitting.

But lastly, a couple of quotes from Mark Twain that seem appropriate for this year in particular:

In the spring I have counted one hundred and thirty-six different kinds of weather inside of four and twenty hours. ~Mark Twain

It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so! ~Mark Twain

Mustard

Yesterday, Paul and I were side by side at the kitchen counter making ham sandwiches for lunch.  I was paying attention to my cheese-ham-mayo placement, anticipating his hand-off of the mustard, when I suddenly heard him giggling.

Paul + Liz

He thought it was so funny, he couldn't stop laughing.  And I thought it was funny that he thought it was so funny.

Later, we had this for dinner:

Mmmm.  Roast chicken and veggies (carrots, onion, sweet potato), Stove Top cornbread stuffing and broccoli.  It bears repeating:  Mmmmmmm.

Travelling Socks Take 2: Return to Sender (and Part 2)

The start of my travelling socks hit a small blip:

My toes got sent back to me from Oregon!  Apparently, the address I was given had a small mistake so it couldn't get delivered.  I contacted the recipient and she corrected the address so my toes will be back in the mail to her tomorrow.

Along with part 2 of the round robin!

Left sock shows pattern on the top of the foot.
Right sock shows stockinette on bottom of the foot.

These are my friend Lisa's socks.  I put a little basket-weave-y type pattern on them and knitted for two inches.  I just have to weave in my ends and put the socks on waste yarn and they will go to my newly corrected Oregon address with the toes from my socks.  Then I will wait for the next pair to come from Lisa.  So far, so cool.

And here is my attempt to get a picture of the red winged black bird that was sitting on the shed.  Through the glass.  And the screen door.  Ha!

Pie!

Who doesn't like pie, right?  Well, me, actually.  Did I already talk about this?  Am I the only one in the world that doesn't like pie crust?

Yesterday was my mother-in-law's birthday so we all went to my brother-in-law and sister-in-law's (and the doodlebugs') house for dinner.  She does not like a big fuss made for her birthday and does not like us all spending any money on her for a present, but usually gives in to our pleas for something that she might like for her birthday.  And that something is usually very practical.  This year it was a shower head.  At Christmas is was a 10" nonstick pan and a fireproof box for important papers.  She also didn't even want us to have a dinner for her but gave in saying she wanted hotdogs and hamburgers (so it would be easy) and not cake, but an apple pie.

So, I decided I would try to make the apple pie myself.  I had tried to make a pie many years ago but let's just say it didn't work out.  Not sure what went wrong but a person in the know (someone who liked pie crust) didn't think it worked out either.  Needless to say, since I don't like pie crust, it was not high on my priority to try and perfect my recipe, so I haven't made it since.  And yesterday, apparently, was no different.  I chickened out.  Since I only had one shot at it, and had no way of testing if the pie was fine once it was cooked, I ended up buying a pre-made Pillsbury crust.

I used Martha Stewart's Old Fashioned Apple Pie recipe (minus the pate brisee - fancy schmancy term for pie crust dough).  As an aside, I love Martha.  Some day I will go on and on about her and Ina Garten in one blog post....

The recipe said to use "12 granny smith apples".  Didn't say how big.  Didn't say how small.  I bought 12 apples and only cut up 9:

The avocado and the vanilla are apparently there to
see if you are paying attention. No, they didn't
go in the pie.

....because only 9 seemed to fit in the dish. 

Sort of.  It was tall.  I know it is supposed to be tall to begin with because the apples cook down, but this looked really tall.

I have to say that refrigerated pie crust works out pretty well:

It certainly looked really pretty.  Most everyone liked the pie, although it was a tad on the not-sweet-enough side.  Not sure if that was because I really had too many apples so the sugar ratio wasn't right, or if it was because it said to put the juice of one lemon and the rind of one lemon in there and that made it too tart along with the Granny Smith apples being pretty tart to begin with.  Sorry for the run-on sentence. 

The crust turned out fine, being nicely browned on the top and the bottom and the bottom not being soggy.

There was that huge gap between the top of the dough and the apples, since the apples cooked down, but Mrs. C fixed that by doing what her mother always did:  smashing pushing it gently down onto the top of the apples so it would be easier to cut.

And now, because it was a relative success (Ha!  See what I did there?  "relative" success - since I tried it out on my relatives?),  I'm a tiny bit obsessed with trying my own pie crust again.  Even though I don't like it.

Begun and Finished

Begun:

A vest for my other doodlebug friend.  The pattern has the very colorful and intriguing name of Sweaters and Slipover Vest.  It's not much to show you yet.  I had to do some figuring with the numbers since I changed it to knitting it in one piece instead of two.  And I had to undo and redo a couple of rounds to figure it out.  Hopefully it will all translate well when I get to the part for separating for the arm holes. Stay tuned....  riveting stuff, I know.

In Book News:
Just finished Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet by Jamie Ford.  Loved. It.  Bitter and sweet - as the title says - hearwarming, heartbreaking.  The story takes place in Seattle during WWII when Japanese families were rounded up and sent to internment camps. This book was recommended to me by a couple of people and at first that description just didn't reel me in.  But I read it anyway. While it is certainly about that, the main focus is on the relationships of Henry and Keiko - friendly, romantic and familial - during that time, and how these events of the war affected them.  Forty years later, we again see how these have affected them.  So. Good.
From Amazon:
"Set during one of the most conflicted and volatile times in American history, Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet is an extraordinary story of commitment and enduring hope. In Henry and Keiko, Jamie Ford has created an unforgettable duo whose story teaches us of the power of forgiveness and the human heart."

To leave you on this Friday, some spring pictures:

Sunset last night.

First of the season at our local spot.

Done and About to be Begun

Done!:

 Wow, that was a fast knit.  Started Sunday, finished the final two rows and the bind off today because I was too tired to finish them last night.   Still needs to be blocked which is why some parts look wonky.  Again, this is Milo and I used Cascade UltraPima (100% cotton).  I would totally make this again. It's so cute, has several different options for that cable detail, AND comes in sizes newborn to 6 years.  So, if my doodlebug likes it, I can make it for her for the next 4 birthdays.

About to be Begun:

 This will be for my other little doodlebug friend.  The pattern calls for it to be knit with a front and a back, and seamed together.  I'm going to attempt to knit it in the round until the armholes, then separate for the back and front.  Ha.  Messing with the pattern.  I'll let you know how that goes....

Gorgeous, gorgeous day here on Tuesday.  73 degrees. Sunny and comfortable.  Finally.  And finally the daffodils near the crocuses are starting to bloom and they look beautiful near each other:

 The daffodils in the other bed came out days ago.  I think these didn't come out because the car house (trailer) was parked in the way, blocking the sun.  That got moved two days ago -- and now big time racing preparations have begun.  More on that later...

Holy Salted Caramel Brownies Batman!

Oh. My. Gosh.  These.  Are.  So.  Good.  You.  Have.  To.  Make.  Some.

Unless you are at The Spinning Room yarn shop tonight, and then you don't have to make them because I am bringing these there.

These are the Salted Caramel Brownies I referenced a couple of weeks ago.  I love Ina Garten, the Barefoot Contessa, whose tv show I saw these brownies on.  I love most of the things she makes and have a couple of her cookbooks.  These are from-scratch brownies so there are a few steps like melting the chocolate and the butter over a water bath, then letting it cool.  But, it is so worth it.  They are incredibly chocolatey. And carmel-y.  And salty.

So hurry up.  Go make.