This week’s
painting takes me to one of our favorite places. With all the projects of the
summer and busy family activities, we didn’t get up to the Upper Peninsula of
Michigan this year. We love driving through northcentral Wisconsin through the
Porcupine Mountains and on up the Keeweenaw Peninsula to Copper Harbor. Along
the way, we always stop at the sweet Jampot Shop near Eagle Harbor. Located on
the shores of Lake Superior and operated by Byzantine monks of the St. John
Order at the Poor Rock Abbey, the Jampot offers handmade jams, jellies and
bakery items. If you’re fortunate, you’ll be greeted by Father Basil at the counter.
He probably won’t have time to visit – there’s usually a line running right out
the front door and down the steps! Supported soley by monies generated by the
Jampot, this group of monks are also dedicated gardeners and cultivate wonderful
rose gardens in the midst of this harsh northern climate. The Jampot, 9”x 11” watercolor painting, captures
this wonderful little shop in a quiet moment on a lovely summer day.
Wednesday, October 23, 2019
Hallmark season and Jam!
Yup – we’ve
fallen under the spell and into the annual tradition of tuning into the plethora of holiday movies on the, not one, but TWO, Hallmark Channels that we get at our house.
The plots are fairly similar, but the characters and stories make each one a
little different. Yesterday, after a rainy day of watching several in a row, my
husband declared we should just put up the Christmas tree! Haha! No, I’m
savoring these last days of a colorful Fall. I’ve cleaned up the gardens but
left most of the perennial flowers still standing – they provide good food and
shelter for birds and critters over the winter months.
Thursday, October 17, 2019
October Color
It’s so nice
to live in a place that has four seasons. Fall is surely a favorite – my
husband Paul and I were married in a small church in the heart of the Upper St.
Croix River valley in late September so it’s a special time of the year for us.
And I love the changing colors in the woods, cooler temps (no humidity or
bugs!) and that it’s time to bake apple pies! It’s a tradition at our house to
bake apple pies and then deliver them to our grown kid’s homes. The fun begins
with picking apples at the nearby orchard and at the small farm located along
the road to our house. I love mixing varieties and most pies include apples
with fabulous names such as Haralson, Haralred, Connell Red, Fireside, Regent,
Sweet Tango, Honey Crisp and an unknown wonderfully crisp variety from our
friend Earl’s trees. This year, the pie delivery task took us from Blake Lake to
Stillwater to Apple Valley to Minnetonka and then into the heart of St. Paul
where one of our families was attending a play. We left a warm pie on the front
seat of their truck! I’m hoping you have special traditions at your house this
time of year, too!
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