Showing posts with label Mt. Washington. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mt. Washington. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 7, 2026

THANKSGIVING HARVEST LOAF...

"I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual..."

                                                                                                                       -Henry David Thoreau

HARVEST ORANGE PUMPKIN LOAF (1970-)

My mother used to make this with cranberries and raisins soaked in sherry, (she used to keep a bottle in the fridge to lacquer fruitcakes!)  As it baked, the house was filled with the heady scent of cinnamon and cloves. She would slice it warm from the oven, slathered with butter. You can adapt her recipe with gluten free flour if you wish, but this is the version she always made, and I still make it. I replaced the sherry with orange juice....I also DOUBLE the recipe to make two loaves. One for freezer and one to gobble up.

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Spray and line loaf pan(s) 

with parchment paper (use two pans if doubling recipe)


1/3 cup softened plant butter,  1 1/3 cups sugar,  2 eggs

1 cup canned pumpkin

Combine all together till well blended.

1/3 cup orange juice concentrate or water

1 grated and pureed orange

Combine these and add to butter/pumpkin mixture. (If you wish you can substitute water or ground up apple instead of an orange)

DRY ingredients: 2 cups  flour, 1 tsp baking soda, ½ tsp baking powder

Pinch salt( opt), ½ tsp cinnamon,½ tsp cloves

Combine dry ingredients in separate bowl.

Add dry ingredients to wet ingredients and combine but do not beat or the mixture will be tough. 

 ½ cup chopped nuts ( I use pecans)

1 cup dried cranberries/raisins mixed ( I toss in a bit more for good measure)

Fold all together and plop into parchment lined pans.
Sometimes we used to throw in a handful or two of chocolate chips. Or just an extra handful of fresh cranberries!
Bake in 350 oven for 1 hour with larger loaf pans. 
Check center of loaves with sharp knife. If still unbaked slightly, add time to finish baking. 
Cool and wrap to freeze. 
Serve with anything and everything…..also good as sandwich bread OR for adding to stuffing!

"Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow..." -Meister Eckhart
Photographs 2026

 

Tuesday, September 29, 2026

END of SEPTEMBER...


SEPTEMBER MIDNIGHT by Sara Teasdale (1889-1933) published in 1914

Lyric night of the lingering Indian summer,


Shadowy fields that are scentless but full of singing,
Never a bird but the passionless chant of insects, 
Ceaseless, insistent.
The grasshopper's horn, and far off, high in the maples
The wheel of a locust leisurely grinding the silence
Under a moon waning and worn and broken,
Tired with summer.
Let me remember you, voices of little insects
Weeds in the moonlight, fields that are tangled with asters,
Let me remember you, soon will the winter be on us
Snow-hushed and heartless.
Over my soul murmur your mute benediction
While I gaze, oh fields that rest after harvest,
As those who part ...
look long in the eyes they lean to,
Lest they forget them...
Photographs 2026 "September Midnight" is in the public domain, published in 1914

 

Saturday, August 1, 2026

MT. WASHINGTON RANGE

For the first time, a full view of Mt. Washington range from Campbell River,B.C. and looking south.

"You are not in the mountains. The Mountains are in you..."

                                                                                                                  -John Muir

"Mountains know secrets we need to learn..." -Tyler Knott

"In the presence of eternity, the mountains are as transient as the clouds..." -Robert Green Ingersoll

"May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. may your mountains rise into and above the clouds..." -Edward Abbey

"And into the mountains I must go, to lose my mind and find my soul..." - John Muir

“May your dreams be larger than mountains and may you have the courage to scale their summits.” - Harley King

“Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.” -Kahlil Gabran

  1. “Although I deeply love other wild landscapes, it is only mountains that beckon me with that sort of painful magnetic pull to walk deeper and deeper into their beauty.” – Victoria Erikson

Photographs 2026