Blessings returned
We had our first dinner guests yesterday in this house, the elders. I wanted very much to be able to share the fruits of our garden with the elders who made it possible, and one of them is still here. Since he just got his third companion in our ward, we all figure he's due for transfer. So, it gave us a deadline to get some work done--we still have too many boxes--and a reason to make plans with our produce.
We had sugar peas, saved up from a couple of weeks of daily picking, and three kinds of tomatoes in our green salad. The small yellow ones I thought I had bought were small, all right, they were cherry tomatoes, so I have three cherry types and one regular, which is actually a smaller variety. Only the one called 'chocolate cherry' is not ready yet, though coming. (Those will be purple.) The yellow ones are really sweet and we've been having them for four weeks, easily. The tomato plants were large and cheaper than the stores, bought from the parks department. I made some of the choices of varieties from listening to people who were old regulars talking to each other.
Then, for dessert, I made apple cake. ( Recipe here.) That was with apples from over the fence, so except for the chicken, all the major things were produced right here at this location. Elder P. was gratified, and his companion thought it was great too. We actually have a second set of missionaries in the ward now, who will be replaced by the first sister missionaries I can remember in our thirty-five years. We are not considered a safe place for the sisters to go out knocking on doors, at least not a big piece of the ward, but they may be able to reach some people the elders can't, working on reactivation and referrals.
The work of the kingdom is going on apace. The missionaries gave us a lot of physical help in moving, then spaded up the garden plot and dug the holes for the gallon tomato plants. It was good to pay them back a bit. It was good to receive guests.
We had sugar peas, saved up from a couple of weeks of daily picking, and three kinds of tomatoes in our green salad. The small yellow ones I thought I had bought were small, all right, they were cherry tomatoes, so I have three cherry types and one regular, which is actually a smaller variety. Only the one called 'chocolate cherry' is not ready yet, though coming. (Those will be purple.) The yellow ones are really sweet and we've been having them for four weeks, easily. The tomato plants were large and cheaper than the stores, bought from the parks department. I made some of the choices of varieties from listening to people who were old regulars talking to each other.
Then, for dessert, I made apple cake. ( Recipe here.) That was with apples from over the fence, so except for the chicken, all the major things were produced right here at this location. Elder P. was gratified, and his companion thought it was great too. We actually have a second set of missionaries in the ward now, who will be replaced by the first sister missionaries I can remember in our thirty-five years. We are not considered a safe place for the sisters to go out knocking on doors, at least not a big piece of the ward, but they may be able to reach some people the elders can't, working on reactivation and referrals.
The work of the kingdom is going on apace. The missionaries gave us a lot of physical help in moving, then spaded up the garden plot and dug the holes for the gallon tomato plants. It was good to pay them back a bit. It was good to receive guests.
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