A Mixed Bag
White rocks and one piece of sea glass brought from French Beach on Sunday. I'm so glad we decided to go that day since we've had rain and clouds ever since. This week has been a bit of this and that - a part-time job teaching French I was hoping for didn't come to pass (it was posted just last week, so a very short time frame for beginning class.) So I'll keep on as a teacher on call.
In the spring we planted some fruit trees - 2 or 3 years old. We were told they wouldn't bear fruit this first year and to not encourage it. I pulled most of the few blossoms off, but left one apple on each tree. We'll have a taste testing tonight for dessert. One Liberty and one Akane.
I can hardly believe it's been three years since our youngest's wedding day. What a sunshine-filled day it was! Happy Anniversary to the globe-trotters. They are back from Ecuador and settling into life on the mainland once again.
I've been canning tomatoes and salsa, pickling green beans (thanks to Mater for the idea), freezing pesto, and doing some sewing. Stitching by hand is what's appealing to me these days - a measured and contemplative activity - good for prayer and pondering. Much to think about these days with world events near and far being what they are.