Ramblewrite for a Sunny Winter Day

Either I read posts and make comments, or I write posts. Rarely do I keep up with both. It's about time I wrote something, so here goes. I will look through my recent cell phone pictures and see what inspires me today.

While walking out to the mailbox one day, I noticed this deer standing quietly beside the shed. It just stared at me while I got out my phone and took its picture. Deer are no novelty sight around our place, and I actually have quite a distaste for those flower-and-vegetable-eating thieves. But I'll take a picture of one now and then, anyway.

We have wildlife, and we have pets. My grandpuppy, looking at me reproachfully while I sit in the bathtub. My lap is unavailable, and that is unacceptable.

I've done some baking in the past couple of weeks. Pumpkin Cookies are a favorite here, although they are usually made from squash grown in the garden. They also contain raisins, nuts, and coconut, and I reduce the sugar for the sake of the family members with blood sugar issues, so these cookies are more like a healthy snack than a dessert. They never last very long.

A wintry day is a good time for tea and chocolate chip cookies. Actually, any day is good for tea and chocolate chip cookies.

I baked two pies for Thanksgiving dinner. This is the apple pie. I had some doubts about how it might turn out, because I was using two kinds of apples and didn't know what either one of them was. What if some of them cooked up mushy while the others remained crisp? But they all baked the same, and it was a lovely pie.

For many years, Pumpkin Chiffon Pie has been a holiday meal tradition at our house. It has raw egg whites in it, which I don't object to if I have farm fresh eggs. But I have no access to farm fresh eggs just now, leaving me with store boughten eggs to work with. So I looked at the recipes in my favorite Farm Journal Pie Cookbook, and made Pumpkin Apple Butter Pie instead. It was a hit! (And a lot less bother than a chiffon pie.)

This is a cape to be worn while getting one's hair cut. It's all folded up, but you can see enough of the fabric to realize this is not a recent purchase. I asked my older sisters if they have any idea how long it has been around, and my oldest sister thinks it has been around about as long as I have been around! That's 64 years! My father always wore it while my mother cut his hair with the clippers. I think my next-in-age sister must have used it while cutting her husband's hair after our parents died, and somehow it ended up at my house quite some time ago. The fabric is getting worn at the neckline, but I still use it when I "mow" my husband's hair. It's such an odd item to have remained in the family for so many years, and still be in use!

And that's the end of my miscellaneous photos and topics for the day.

All photos taken on my Android phone.