Apricot Mini Pies



Like everyone else, I’m in love with miniature food.  We had a few apricots and I whipped up some bite sized pies in my mini-muffin pan.


For the crust I rolled out my pie crust then cut it into small circles with a biscuit cutter.  I used this recipe , chopping the apricots so they would fit.


They turned out perfect.  The crust was flaky and tender and, of course, the filling was as good as ever.




Beware if you make them:  they’ll be gone quickly!

A bunch of random thoughts

My mind is all over the place lately, darting from place to place like a pinball mid-game.

Want a sampling?

1.  I haven’t spent much time in the yard for a few weeks.  Yesterday I noticed my dahlias are blooming.  Isn’t this gorgeous?


What’s not to like about a flower more than 7 inches across?


2.  My two year old just knocked over the ironing board.  To see if she could.  I’m glad it didn’t hurt her and am shaking my head over her constant activity.

3.  Speaking of her, does anyone know how to get expo dry erase marker out of something you love?  Five days later, I’m still not ok with this:


I wasn’t home when it happened.  I don’t even want to know how she got it off the wall.  Don’t worry, she covered the custom frame in marker, too.

3.  This blue and orange place setting is beautiful to me.  I love the bright orange band in the place mats and the beautiful blue and white china… amazing.   Image from House of Turquoise.


4.  Speaking of beauty, I really want to join Pinterest, but I really don’t want to join Facebook.  And so I’ve done nothing.  Plus, I’m afraid I’ll spend too much time looking at beautiful pictures instead of working on making our home a beautiful place.

5.  I gave my kitchen table some TLC.  It feels good to take care of things.


6.  Today I took care of all the school fees for my oldest two students.  Add to that the usual back to school shopping (which I’m really trying to minimize) and we’ve got a good-sized dent in our budget this month.  Ugh.

7.  This morning my ten year old son told me I use my children as slaves and don’t do any work myself.  (He was asked to load the diswasher.)  Lovely.  If only he knew it was more work to get him to work than it would have been to do it myself.

8.  Last week a friend brought this cookie creation over for my two August birthday girls.


My favorite part?  The little rosebuds made from gum drops and fruit roll-ups.  Aren’t they cute?


9.  I’m trying to eat really well, which means I’m eating a lot of salad.  Lately it’s been boring and I’ve avoided making them.  I’ve learned, however, if I just make one anyway, as soon as I start eating I’m reminded how delicious they are and am perfectly happy with my meal.  Lesson:  just make the salad!


10.  I didn’t expect to see any more blooms from my delphinium this summer, but a few dazzling flowers have appeared:


The bright blue with tinges of purple is so pretty to me.


11.  Today I made quesadillas for my children for lunch.  I turned around and more than half of them were laying on the kitchen floor with their heads and shoulders under a chair.  Their plates were under the chairs with them and they were all eating… without hands.  I inquired about the new trend and was informed they were all being dogs, eating their food in their respective dog houses.  Hmmm, interesting.  At least they have imagination.

And there you have ten minutes’ worth of my random thoughts today.
What are you thinking about?

Hopeful Homemaker

The Raspberry Patch



We had one unscheduled day last week and took full advantage of it by piling in the car and driving south to a pick your own raspberry farm .


Baskets in hand, I taught the children how to find and pick ripe berries as well as teaching them which berries to leave in place.  For the most part they did quite well and I was pleasantly surprised to see my little one following instructions (and showing no qualms about reaching deep into the bushes to pick a berry).


I loved it.  I loved the opportunity to work alongside my children, harvesting berries together.  No, we didn’t grow them, but they still learn lessons about the law of the harvest when they’re out in the hot summer sun getting their arms scratched while picking berries.


At last the little ones declared their limits in no uncertain terms.  My baby said to me, “I want my car seat right now.”  We weighed and paid and I nearly had to drag my twelve year old daughter out of the rows.  She loved it and didn’t want to leave.  It was a morning well spent and the raspberries we’ve been eating all week are a sweet reminder of our little adventure.


If you live in my area, I highly recommend a trip to The Raspberry Patch .  If you don’t, do some research and find a pick your own farm near you.  It’s a perfect family field trip at this time of year, not to mention the delight of eating fresh food straight from the fields.


Yum!

Hopeful Homemaker

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