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    Mother to six Little Women and Two Little Men. Married to a Happy Mortician. Caretaker to goats, chickens and many, MANY bunnies. Photographer. Homeschooler. Lover of Jesus, coffee & tea and all things pink & vintage.

When Toys Are Seen

The Toy Strewn Home
 
Give me a house where the toys are strewn,
 Where the dolls are asleep in the chairs,
Where the building blocks and the toy balloon
And the soldiers guard the stairs.
 
Let me step in a house where the tiny cart
With the horses rules the floor,
And rest comes into my weary heart,
For I am at home once more.
Give me the house with the toys about,
With the battered old train of cars,
The box of paints and the books left out,
And the ship with her broken spars. 

Let me step in a house at the close of day
That is littered with children’s toys,
And dwell once more in the haunts of play,
With the echoes of by-gone noise.
Give me the house where the toys are seen,
The house where the children romp,
And I’ll happier be than man has been
‘Neath the gilded dome of pomp.
 
Let me see the litter of bright-eyed play
Strewn over the parlor floor,
And the joys I knew in a far-off day
Will gladden my heart once more.
Whoever has lived in a toy-strewn home.
Though feeble he be and gray,
Will yearn, no matter how far he roam,
For the glorious disarray …
 

Of the little home with its littered floor
That was his in the by-gone days ;
And his heart will throb as it throbbed before,
When he rests where a baby plays.
Edgar A. Guest

January 1, 2019 - 9:13 am

Our Home of Many Blessings Little boys in overalls and little girlies in pigtails are so wonderful and sweet!!!Love your photography!!You truly have a gift.Happy New Year!

December 30, 2018 - 3:04 pm

Gigi Shirley, yes, I am grateful for this extended motherhood time of little ones!

December 29, 2018 - 6:41 pm

Shirley So precious Gigi…. I love the focus on their little faces as they get lost in a world of play!

The little boys and their tractors are adorable, and the sweet little one with her kitty just made my day.

You are in a wonderful season of life.

Shirley

December 29, 2018 - 4:06 pm

Gigi Teresa, tractors … yes, my boys love them! I never would have thought I’d be in your shoes as a mom of boys, but it’s just wonderful! I love having tractors and small wooden guns (shocking? Boys are boys …) around the house … they are such a delightful addition to our home and family.

December 29, 2018 - 3:35 pm

Debby in Kansas, USA What a sweet poem. Even with no kids, I have a couple of toys on my hearth. I have a Cabbage Patch doll from the early 80’s & her stuffed pony. I can’t tell you how many kids have walked into my house over the years, gone right over, & started playing. Their moms always worry cuz I’m childless, but I assure them that they’re welcome to play with them.

My mom would’ve asked if the poet wrote this after Legos were invented. My poor mom used to step on my brother’s Legos and let out these awful screeches in pain! I didn’t understand until I stepped on one. Ouch!

The kitten looks just like my RIP Roscoe looked when he was a small fry! So sweet.

December 29, 2018 - 1:20 am

Teresa tears in my eyes seeing your boys playing with tractors; oh to have some hours/days back with my boys little and playing with their tractors, enjoy these days of littles 🙂

December 28, 2018 - 11:02 pm

Monica Love this!! ❤️

Twenty-two Teacups {Brighten the Corner Where You Are}

 

From the hot kitchen, where dinner was ready and waiting, I heard the back screen door slam, followed quickly by children’s screams of delight.

 

“Daddy!!!!!” the younger ones cheered with joy, loudly announcing their father’s arrival to home after a long day at work. Outside, the winter sky was already dark, the evening cold and homes were being lit up across the country road with gentle lights.  Dinner was prepared and the table set – I wiped my hands on my apron and left the kitchen to greet my husband. He was still standing at the back door, his dress shoes on, his arms full of a big cardboard box.

 

 

 

 

“Here, someone left this for you today,” he said, extending the box my way. Taking the box from Mr. Gauthier, I peeked in to see the contents.  To my delight, my eyes fell upon a vast array of gorgeous, delicate teacups, all tucked away gently in the brown cardboard box.

 

I could not believe my eyes … such a treasure, I thought, as I carefully carried the box away from the noisy crowd, who were now trying to climb their daddy and give him hugs, others bouncing and asking random questions what he ate for lunch or how his day was … I tucked the precious package away from sight until after dinner, when things would calm down and I could take each teacup out and examine it’s beauty.

 

 

 

Over the dinner meal, as dishes were passed and the excited chatter began about our day, I inquired about the lovely arrival of the teacups.

“Someone gave them to me and I knew you’d like them,” my husband explained. And that was it.

Incredible! Delightful! No reason at all behind the giving, just a simple explanation – but what joy it was bringing to my heart! The generosity and kindness of such an act filled my heart with appreciation and gratitude.

 

 

 

Later, after  bedtime stories and devotions, when the children were tucked into bed and kissed good night, I tiptoed back downstairs and carried that cardboard box into the parlour. Unwrapping each teacup in the gentle light,  I placed each lovely cup onto the table to view the pattern, the colours and the variety. There were teacups with sunshiney-yellow, cheerful and happy, delicate flowered teacups, aqua blue and pale pink roses, even one with pretty birch bark trees displayed …

 

 

They were beautiful! So many! Counting them, I happily discovered there were 22 lovely teacups nestled in that box, all in perfect shape, no chips, with matching saucers and absolutely perfect.

Looking over each pretty little cup, I felt so blessed and grateful for such a random act of kindness. This wonderful box of twenty-two teacups certainly brightened up my dark winter day …

… and then my mind brought to attention the hymn the children and I have been learning ….


Brighten the Corner Where You Are

Do not wait until some deed of greatness you may do,
Do not wait to shed your light afar;
To the many duties ever near you now be true,
Brighten the corner where you are.

Brighten the corner where you are!
Brighten the corner where you are!
Someone far from harbor you may guide across the bar;
Brighten the corner where you are!

Just above are clouded skies that you may help to clear,
Let not narrow self your way debar;
Though into one heart alone may fall your song of cheer,
Brighten the corner where you are.

 

Whomever thought to package up these teacups and give them away may not have been thinking about brightening up someone’s day or bestowing a great blessing but that is exactly what it was – a blessing. May I, too, find ways to brighten the corner where I am – to look beyond my own little trials and find ways to bring sunshine into someone’s day … it may be something so tiny and small, but it may bring a little brightness into their darkest winter day.

 

 

 

The next morning, I showed the curious girls the dainty teacups displayed on the dining room table. We sang our daily hymn at the 100-year-old piano and I asked them to find a way to brighten a corner for someone … later, we made little presents for some new friends … friends that would not expect presents … we invited them over for tea and we had an afternoon together on the darkest day of December. Twinkle lights were strung, the table was set, goodies baked, food was served and friendships formed. On the darkest and shortest day of the year, what fun it was to brighten a dreary corner, even with just a simple tiny gesture of kindness and humble hospitality.

 

 

Post Script: I have created the below Brighten the Corner graphic for you to print and download, if you so wish. You may follow the link here to print. I do hope you can find a way to brighten up a corner this week.

 

December 30, 2018 - 3:17 pm

Gigi Laura, yes, I was so excited!!

December 28, 2018 - 5:51 am

Gigi Sue, that is a wonderful idea. I am giving one girl a hope chest this year for her birthday. I will save some teacups for the girls, for sure. Thank you for the inspiration.

December 27, 2018 - 7:05 pm

sue Well, this post really cheered me up and brightened my corner! The cups are amazing and your photos are beautiful. I was thinking how neat it would be to put one tea cup aside for each of your girls as a surprise addition to a hope chest for each of them to open later. I did that for our daughters 18th birthday and she loved it!

December 27, 2018 - 4:06 pm

Laura Smith What a wonderful surprise to receive those beautiful tea cups. I would be over the moon. May they continue to brighten your corner and all who share a cup of tea with you.

December 26, 2018 - 4:11 pm

Gigi Yes, I was very much overjoyed! It was such a treat to look through the box. 🙂

December 26, 2018 - 3:22 pm

Debby in Kansas, USA Oh, my!!! That was my first thought when I saw all those lovely teacups! They’re so incredibly beautiful. I can only imagine how your heart skipped when you peered into that box. I probably would’ve cried!! What a wonderful gift. I wonder if you’ll ever learned who gifted you such a treasure. With the sets you already have, you may just have enough to use a different one every day! Enjoy!

December 25, 2018 - 5:03 pm

Monica What a lovely, lovely gift!! I can see a hutch with the teacups displayed on it…yes I can. Have you thought of how you’ll display them? They will add some whimsy to your home, no doubt. 🙂 So happy for you and what lovely photos these beautiful cups make! ❤️

December 25, 2018 - 6:11 am

Rebecca What lovely teacups! There are some really gorgeous ones in there! Merry Christmas to you and your family!

December 24, 2018 - 4:34 pm

Gigi Thank you, Paula. I love your memory of your grandmother – how special!

December 24, 2018 - 1:15 pm

Paula Merry Christmas to you and your family. I printed your gift out and will look for an old frame for it. Thank you. I appreciate all your posts. Your words quiet my heart. Your children will remember those teacups forever. My grandmother served our morning breakfast tea/cocoa in a teacup whenever we stayed with her. A great memory for me to keep once she was gone….

The Red Sled

“I believe women come nearer fulfilling their God-given function in the home than anywhere else.
It is a much nobler thing to be a good wife than to be Miss America.
It is a greater achievement to establish a Christian home than it is to produce a second-rate novel filled with filth.
It is a far, far better thing in the realm of morals to be old-fashioned than to be ultramodern.
The world has enough women who know how to hold their cocktails, who have lost all their illusions and their faith.
The world has enough women who know how to be smart.

It needs women who are willing to be simple.
The world has enough women who know how to be brilliant. It needs some who will be brave.
The world has enough women who are popular. It needs more who are pure.
We need woman, and men, too, who would rather be morally right that socially correct.”
-Peter Marshall, 1942

 

The little wooden red sled was propped against the brick wall of our north porch. Fresh snow had fallen over the yard and the energetic children were bursting with energy and excitement to go outside and ‘just play’.

Lunch was simmering on the wood cookstove – soup, again.  Most of our school lessons had been accomplished for the day. There’s always more we could do, but how long can a little child sit without getting irritated and requiring a healthy dose of fresh, cold winter air on his face?

Mittens in piles, boots scrambled up, snow suits lay on the ground as seven out of eight children rushed to be the first one outdoors.

 

 

“Help you little brother,” I said, with more of a command than a request, mostly directing my comment towards the older sisters. What takes them one minute to do would take their little brother 10 minutes. Zipping up my 4 year old’s coat, I tucked her messy braids in behind her hat. She giggled and smiled, then stuffed her feet into her winter boots.

 

“May I take Loyal on the sled, mommy?” The question came from my warmly dressed Lovelyn, eight years old and with a heart of gold. This little girl, stuck completely in the middle of a large family row of siblings, is a true meaning of her name – full of love and care.

“Sure, he’d love that,” I said, sorting through the pile to find the one year old snowsuit.

A few minutes later, pulling the lace curtain aside from the window, I watched from the front palour as Loyal, in all his happiness and glee, was pulled along in his favorite little sled across the front yard. He didn’t seem to mind the chilly air or the sting on his chubby cheeks. Usually I would take him for his little ride outside on the frozen snow, but today’s kitchen mess needed a mother’s serious attention. The little sled gracefully glided across the crusty snow, pulled gently by the big sister … the fresh snow sparkled, the trees creaked with icy groans and children’s laughter echoed across the expanse of the yard.

A to think I could be missing all of this … I thought … as I returned to the kitchen to make a pot of hot chocolate for the children upon their return. So many mothers, misled by the world and it’s agenda, return to work after having their children. For one reason or another, they are misguided, told it is okay to leave their children in the care of someone else [a daycare, nanny and more]. The thought of missing these years of childhood of my younger ones brings sorrow to my heart.  The greatest opportunity for our family unit has come in the form of educating the children at home – where big ones help little ones, we learn together or separately, big sisters have the beautiful advantage of being with their little siblings when generally they would be off in the school system. Would they even know their little brothers that well if they were gone seven hours a day?

With the water set to boil on the stove, I picked up the well-used broom and began sweeping up the lunch crumbs littered underneath our large kitchen table. How can mothers know to return to home unless someone tells them it is the place to be, I wondered … will they miss out in the grand scheme of the workplace or will they weigh out the missing, precious moments at home? Seeing your children in the evening for only a few hours does not make up for the lost time in between.

My thoughts rambled to a day when I was working with my photography studio- a client had brought her two little girls in for photos … one of the girls was very fussy, crying, not wanting to be put down. After many attempts to cheer up the little one, I asked the mother if her daughter had been feeling well that day.

“Well, the daycare said she was fine … they wrote down what she ate, they told me she went the bathroom and was playing just fine with the other children,” replied the bewildered mother, as she tried to calm the upset daughter on her lap.

I remember, upon hearing this, my thoughts froze. A day care reports what the child eats and even when they go to the bathroom?

Those are little details, but yes, I suppose they are very important in the lives of little children – and yet, they are details I am made aware of day after day without realizing it.

How would a mother know what is upsetting her child if she is not with her child for the majority of the day?

When you are at home with your children, you know what they eat, if they feel sick, generally you know why they feel ill, what makes them tired and when they need rest. You know when they want a some invigorating fresh air or a little sled ride or when their eyes need a rest from math problems and grammar lessons. You know when they need to clean up their room (and under their beds), tidy up their drawers and practice (longer) on  the piano.

 

The back door slammed and I heard Lovelyn calling out my name.

 

“Mommmmeeee, Loyal wants you,” she shouted, stamping the snow off her boots.

Stepping into the back room, avoiding multiple puddles of melted snow, I collected my rose-cheeked one year old into my arms. Stripping off his snowsuit, mittens and hat, I settled in on the rocker near the woodstove. I pressed his cold cheek against my warm one and thanked God for my chance to be right here – with the children, at home.

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Post Script:

While I am not writing here to call myself noble, I am writing to offer encouragement – even for myself – during the lovely years of Motherhood. We can choose to surround ourselves with Biblical teachings and godly encouragement or we can be confused and muddled by the world’s teaching.

Some lovely teachers on Mothers at Home:

“This leads me to the more important subjects of women at home. Eventually, even mothers will be home without children, as they grow up and get families of their own.
The presence of the woman  is still necessary to give the home a feeling of love and warmth.
As she gets older, she has to think of her health.
Staying home, even with no children, brings out the feminine qualities in a woman:
softness, sweetness, goodness, lack of hurry or worry.
I do not believe that children can have the proper physical, emotional, social and spiritual nourishment
if they are not at home with mothers who are willing to spend the time with them.
It is tragic that women today think that making money is more important,
and they are depriving their children of these wonderful memories.
I do not even think that debt is a good enough reason to abandon your home life and go to work.
Your children will know that money is the foremost thing on your mind, and what is that teaching them? ”
Lydia Sherman
From Pastor John MacArthur:

“… they [women] are to be workers at home…workers at home. What does that mean? That means what it says, workers at home, home workers. God must have written that for our day when millions and millions and millions of women are working mothers outside the home. Millions of them have young children. In fact, the statistics of the number of women who work outside the home and have children under three is staggering, it’s something like a third of all mothers with children under three work outside the home.

You wonder why there are delinquents? This is a very fascinating term, workers at home, oikourgos from ergo, to work; and oikos, home, work at home. Your task is at home.
A woman’s task, a woman’s work, a woman’s employment, a woman’s calling is to be at home.

This isn’t hard to figure out. This is a divine principle.
Abandoning children to work outside the home is a violation of Scripture.

You say, “Well my kids aren’t home while I’m at work.”
That’s not the point. That doesn’t change the obligation because they went to school. It’s the home that you prepare when they aren’t there that makes the home a home. If you arrive when they arrive and leave when they leave, it’s unlikely that the home will be the kind of home the children need. Working women contribute to lost children, delinquent children, children who have lack of proper understanding of God-ordained roles in the home, terrible decline, drugs. We don’t even talk about the working woman phenomenon of adultery and divorce. And for a woman to be the bread winner…you say, “Well our house payment requires two jobs, we both have to work.”
Then get another house and have a family.”
Pastor John MacArthur

 

December 26, 2018 - 9:49 pm

Katy I couldn’t agree with you more! It saddens me when women choose work/career over their children! I am also deeply sad when I know single moms who *have* to work and have no other choice. Oh how I wish the world valued mothers at home….tending to their own children! It is a noble calling and I am so thankful that I have been able to do it. The Lord is so good. May He draw more hearts to Himself and open the eyes of mothers everywhere to see what they are missing! I feel so sad when I see people dropping their children at daycare. 🙁 Or even when grandparents babysit their grandchildren all day….they end up raising the child instead of the mama!

A lovely post! Thanks so much for sharing it with us!

December 24, 2018 - 6:59 am

Gigi Hello, Sue! Thank you and I hope you are blessed this month. Thank you for your encouragement. I truly appreciate it.

December 22, 2018 - 10:24 pm

Sue Hello Gigi, its been a while since i posted but I wanted to make sure and wish you and your family a Merry Christmas. Also i wanted to encourage you that the seeds you are planting in your children today as a stay at home mama, will most definitely reap a big reward. My mom stayed at home with us and because of her example, i was able to follow in her footsteps and do the same. God bless you all!

December 21, 2018 - 4:30 am

Rebecca Great quotes! I’m totally gonna write those down somewhere! I like the quote about how even if your kids go to school during the day, that your being at home, making meals and things, contributes to the home. When my brother and I started going to school in Junior High (we had previously been homeschooled), my mom went back to work. And that seems to be the normal thinking — that if mom has kids in school, she should work. I personally homeschool so it doesn’t apply to me, but I think this is a very good point! *And little Loyal in that sled is just too cute for words!

December 19, 2018 - 5:20 am

Julie Such truth! Our daughters need to know this is most important and our sons need to know it is the role for his wife. No matter what the world may tell them. Love the last line by John MacArthur “Get another house and have a family” Priorities are so backwards now days.Young couples need to hear this. Thank you for your encouraging words!!

December 18, 2018 - 6:59 am

Gigi Monica, yes, grace! Thank you, Lord, for grace!

December 18, 2018 - 6:59 am

Gigi Domestic momma, you are welcome.

December 18, 2018 - 6:58 am

Gigi Debbie, yes, everyday moments are just as important, I believe.

December 17, 2018 - 11:44 am

Debby in Kansas, USA I think you point out such great little details that one might not think about. Most think of the monumental moments like the first step, the first laugh, etc. While missing any of that would break my heart (if I had children), I think the everyday stuff is probably the most special.

And something I’ve never thought about in my 56 yrs. is how a family splitting up everyday affects how siblings grow up. I have 4 and the last one I spoke to was a month ago. Another was 6 mos., another 3 yrs., and another about 10 yrs. We obviously didn’t grow up close.

I loved the quote you posted at the beginning. That’s another one going into my Homemaker’s Encouragement file! Thanks!!

December 16, 2018 - 2:31 am

A domestic mama serving Christ This post, as so many others of yours, is such an inspiration and a blessing! Just what I needed to encourage me 🙂 Thank you so much for sharing this =)

December 15, 2018 - 5:29 pm

Monica Sadly, I have a few of those daycare papers that tell what my child ate that day and how many bathroom visits were had. I would feel less convicted when I read those, thinking my child was being taken care of, when truthfully what he needed was ME at home, seeing about him and his needs.. I’m so glad the Lord was gracious to bring me home not too long after. Great post, well written and gorgeous photography! Hugs my friend, thanks for being a shining light. Love the quotes!

December 15, 2018 - 11:13 am

Teresa Another heart felted and beautiful post. This is my heart as well.
Merry Christmas to your blessed family sweet friend.

A Detailed Bread-Making Post 💝

“Good bread is the most fundamentally satisfying of all foods;
and good bread with fresh butter, the greatest of feasts.”

– James Beard

The oven was hot and the fire, steady.  I propped open the cookstove door and tapped the top of the two bread loaves  baking nicely away- the crusted top of the loaves were golden and boasting of readiness. Tapping the crust, I could hear the hollow sound of indication that the bread was finished. Sliding the bread out of the toasty oven and rolling it onto a wire cooling rack, the country kitchen immediately was filled with the sweet and wonderful smell of homemade bread.  Leaving the bread to cool for a few minutes, I warmed up the tea pot and wiped off the counters.

 

 

“The smell of good bread baking, like the sound of lightly flowing water,
is indescribable in its evocation of innocence and delight…”
– The Art of Eating

Bread making was was not always this way for me. Blobs of failed dough and soggy insides were a common story in my last kitchen. At the beginning of our whole foods journey, I depended solely on our bread-making machine to make our bread. Then with a happy accident, one day, my husband tossed out the machinery that did all the work and I was suddenly faced with a desire – and need –  to learn how to make our own homemade bread – everything from scratch.

At first, nothing worked.

It took practice; I had to work on learning how to make bread – sadly, I couldn’t even make cinnamon rolls at one point. I remember asking a friend to come over and help me make some cinnamon rolls as a thank you for our friends, who had helped us out, but each dish was a fail. Now, even my 10 year old can make delicious cinnamon buns!

 

Bread making has been a journey- yes, but it is one I LOVE! One of the best tasks I have as a homemaker is making bread from scratch. Kneading, mixing, measuring … seeing flour, yeast and salt turn into something wonderful, cozy, homemade and filling is just a little miracle of the day. Bread often is rejected in many people’s diet as they see it unhealthy, but if your bread is made with good flour, there is a nutritional value to your loaf. Certainly, ditch the white loaf of bread – it’s absolutely garbage.

“How can a nation be great if their bread tastes like kleenex?”
– Julia Childs

 

Some of my friends bake loads of bread and store them in the freezer for the upcoming weeks, but I prefer to make two loaves every other day. This means that we have fresh, delicious bread on hand and a bonus is the homey-smelling of fresh baked bread wafting through the kitchen.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wish I could impart the love of breadmaking to others … it’s really not as challenging as you may think … everyone seems to make it a big deal because few people take the time to learn how to make bread anymore. However, breadmaking is not a tremendous task. It is a small labour of love and time, but that is about it.

One of my readers (Hello, Bobbie!) has asked for a detailed description in making bread. I am hoping this post can help you out if you are just starting on your breadmaking journey. We will keep it basic and simple. You can get into detailed bread making later (sprouted flour, how bread loves humidity, temperatures for crunchy crusts, sour dough, etc.), but for now, let’s just make a good, wholesome loaf of yummy, warm homemade bread.

 

Here are the ingredients you will need:

2 cups of warm water
4 teaspoons of yeast
6-7 cups of flour of your choice
a dash of salt

optional: honey or sugar as a sweetener (depending on your bread type)

That’s it! See? Simple. No eggs, no milk, nothing else. As you learn how to make this lovely simple loaf, you can experiment and add in some extras – like an egg, or herbs, cinnamon, fruit, etc. but for now, it’s a lovely easy dough to prepare.

 

First …measure out two cups of warm water.

It cannot be too hot, but it cannot be too cold. The correct temperature for the water is 105-110 F. Personally, I do not use a thermometer – I just make sure the water is quite warm.

Stir in 4 teaspoons of yeast. Let it sit for 10 minutes or so. This is called proofing your yeast. Let it sit until it becomes bubbly and looks ‘active.’

 

 

Now, while your yeast and water sit,  measure out six cups of flour. You can use whatever flour you like – I use a mixture of spelt (freshly ground), whole wheat and perhaps a cup or two of just regular unbleached flour. I mix it up depending on my mood and what kind of bread I want to create. Other times, we are craving rye bread and I use rye flour (again, I can grind my own flour, which is a huge blessing). You certainly want a healthy bread, I’m sure, so make sure it is not all white flour (there are no nutrients, whatsoever, in white flour.)

 

**{If you have not done research on milling your own flour, you may want to read up on it.
There are incredible health benefits to milling your own flour.
Read more here, if you are interested in taking your bead making to another level.}**

Dump your flour into a big mixing bowl . You may use your mixer to make your dough or you can knead by hand. I knead by hand as I don’t like washing out the mixing bowl/attachments. 🙂 It’s just easier, I find, and also my mixer can only handle a small amount of dough. (And I don’t like machinery on my countertops.)

Now, add your yeast/water to your flour.

 

Start mixing with a big wooden spoon or spatula.

It will be messy and goopey but keep mixing. As you mix, add about 2 teaspoons of salt. [I do not measure my salt, so I am not the best on this judgement- I’m sorry!] If you want a sweeter bread, add a dollup of honey. Bread does not need sugar at all, but if you are wanting something sweet, now is the time to add the lovely sweetener of your choice.

Keep mixing…. until it looks like this:

It will now need some hand kneading.

 

Roll up your sleeves and get your hands ready for kneading.  Flour your work surface and drop your dough onto the counter. (I use a big bowl and can knead the bread straight in the bowl – it is less mess to clean up.)

Stretch your dough, twist it, knead it. If you don’t know how to knead bread, here is a good video with basic instructions.

As you knead, your dough will start forming a ball.  You want it to pull away from the sides of the bowl. Sometimes – mostly all the time! –  I need to add a sprinkling of flour as I knead if it sticks too much to my hands.

 

 

Once your bread dough is kneaded and can form a nice somewhat smooth ball of dough, you are finished. Oil your bread bowl and place your dough back into the bowl. Swirl your dough ball around and have it covered with oil so it does not dry out. Place a tea towel on top and put your bowl in a warm location to rise. Let it rise until double in size. How long this will take will depend on how warm your kitchen is – I have a cozy spot above my warming drawer in my oven that I use.

Rather a piece of bread with a happy heart
than wealth with grief.
– Egyptian Proverb

 

Wash up your dishes while your dough rises, put on a kettle and have a pot of tea. Classical music playing in the background is always nice or perhaps put your feet up and read a chapter of your favorite book. For you busy moms, read a book to your children or finish your morning chore.

Once your dough has risen and doubled in size, it’s time for action. {Please note, bread dough made with whole wheat flour does not rise as fluffy as white bread dough. That is okay!}

 

Now at this point, you can make bread. Or you can punch it down and let it rise a second time. There is a lot of science behind this, but basically, if you have time, allow for the second rise. If you start your dough before breakfast, you will have plenty of time for a second rise.

 

{punched down}

Let it rise a second time until doubled in size.

After the second rise (risen again to twice the size) , drop your ball of dough out onto a floured surface and  begin shaping your loaves. You may shape a free form loaf or a gently fold your loaf into a pan.  Tuck the raw edges (the rough edges) underneath your dough to form a smoother loaf almost like you are tucking in a sheet at the edge of your bed. 🙂

 

For this bread making day, I decided to braid a loaf {which is always a lot of fun} and do a simple loaf in a bread pan (easiest for toast)…

 

To braid, just divide into three rolls and braid as you would for your hair. Pinch the top and braid.  Tuck in the ends nicely.

 

 

Sometimes, an egg wash on top makes for a lovely colouring, flavor and appeal. Mix an egg and a bit of water in a cup and brush gently over your loaf. As you bake your loaf, you should bring it out at the halfway point and do this again so the new expanded pieces of dough are also covered with egg wash. Sprinkle some seeds – sesame, chia, poppy –  on top of your bread, if you wish.

 

 

 

Allow your shaped bread to rise and preheat our oven at this time to 350 degrees F. When your loaf is big enough (and not too big, as it will just collapse and fall!), pop it into the oven and wait for about 35-45 minutes. When the top is a nice golden brown and it sounds hollow when you tap on it, it should be done. Bigger loaves take a big longer. My braided loaves and circular loaves take longer to bake than a loaf in a bread pan, for example. The key is the hollow sound when you tap it.

When it is finished, place the bread on a cooling rack. This will ensure the bottom does not get soggy from the steam.

 

You may use this dough for cinnamon buns, raisin bread, apple bread or just a fancy dinner loaf.

Slashing the top of the loaf on angles changes the appearance, rolling it long for a French-style loaf and dusting it with flour is an option. And add sesame seeds, braid it, wash it with an egg wash, you can be creative … this is a basic bread recipe that will work wonders for most of your breads. You can even put it in a cast iron pot, slash the top, add seeds and cook in a hot oven and create a hearth-style-crusty-hearty bread. Roll it out, add brown sugar and melted butter and make delicious-amazing cinnamon buns.

Later, we can talk about sprouted flour, sour dough (a journey I am still on and have not perfected) and perhaps other types of bread dough.

I hope this post has helped someone in their bread making journey. If you have questions, please ask! If I have not clearly explained something, let me know and I will try to help out in the best way possible. I would love to hear from you. 🙂

 

“Give us this day our daily bread.”
~ Matthew 6:11

 

 

December 13, 2018 - 11:54 am

Gigi Kristal, do let me know how it goes.

December 13, 2018 - 11:53 am

Gigi Yes, I do, but I do not have the pans. Do they make a difference?

December 12, 2018 - 3:09 pm

Christi It looks nice with the seeds. The braided loaf is so pretty too. Do you ever make french bread? I have some french bread pans I love!

December 10, 2018 - 7:06 pm

Kristal Oh I love this post. So informative. I’ll admit, I have never made my own bread, but usually spend too much money for quality bread at the store. I will definitely be trying this.

December 10, 2018 - 5:17 pm

Debby in Kansas, USA I hope I’m not the only one with my mouth watering! Thanks for the wonderfully detailed lesson! Looks deeee-lish!

December 10, 2018 - 12:39 pm

Gigi Mom, one day, we will have to feature your FAMOUS buns. 🙂

December 10, 2018 - 12:39 pm

Gigi Shirley, oh that is so nice to hear. Let me know it goes. 🙂

December 9, 2018 - 4:59 pm

gramma Cardinal Happy Birthday dear Granddaughter!

December 9, 2018 - 11:23 am

Brenda Clair (Gigi’s Mom) Gillian, this is a GREAT post!! What an amazing homemaker you have become! I learned a few tips 🙂 Thank you for sharing, the detailed description and for the amazing pictures too! Love you xo

December 9, 2018 - 7:28 am

Shirley That’s some yummy looking bread.

You have given me the desire to try bread making without depending on my bread machine.

We always made it by hand when I was young, but I have let myself become dependent upon my bread maker for kneading and rising…. time to try out some real homemade bread again!

Have a blessed day Gigi

December 8, 2018 - 2:51 pm

Gigi I have never figured out the subscription link – technologically challenged! I’m sorry. 🙁 And no, I don’t have a facebook page. But welcome! So glad to hear from you. 🙂

December 8, 2018 - 12:10 pm

Elise I cant get the subscription button to work on your blog. Do you have a fb page. I love this. Im a mama to 6 and would love to connect with you

December 7, 2018 - 10:17 pm

Gigi Yes, I suppose it is three times, but the third time is very short.
Yes, perhaps too much flour but you can add a little water to correct that.
Bobbie, I found this link for tearing dough – perhaps it will help. http://kitchengeisha.blogspot.com/p/troubleshooting-bread-dough.html#Breaddoughrips

December 7, 2018 - 5:29 pm

Our Home of Many Blessings Hmmmm,I thought for sure it was because maybe I had kneaded it to much or added to much flour.I will keep kneading I guess next time..It turned out yummy in the middle but hard as a rock on the outside.But I did do the braid bread and it looked so pretty!Small loaves also.Also are you actually rising 3 times?The first one,the second one plus after you form it?

December 7, 2018 - 4:40 pm

Gigi Bobbie, if your dough is tearing, I would say it is not kneaded enough. Try kneading it longer. You can do a window test- you should be able to take a small piece of dough, stretch your dough and see lightly through it like a faint “window” without it ripping too much.

December 7, 2018 - 2:45 pm

Gigi Fantastic! Let me know how it goes. One rise is fine, but two is great.
Oh, it makes two loaves. Sorry about that!

December 7, 2018 - 1:58 pm

Our Home of Many Blessings Great!Iv got my bread rising right now!Does this make 1 or 2 loaves?My dough never rises well the second time if at all.Also my dough always seems tough and wants to tear???Its never smooth and doughy like…I’m not afraid to make braided bread now.And cinnamon buns are next!What topping at all do u put on urs?If I can get this dough thing figured out I cant wait to try these other types of breads that I hope u share!Thanks for the detailed post and I hope I didnt not ask too many questions!!!

December 7, 2018 - 11:55 am

Gigi Honey is a lovely treat in bread!

December 7, 2018 - 11:47 am

Gigi Regina, yes, I forgot about those DVDs. They are very helpful!

December 7, 2018 - 11:29 am

Regina Thank you Gigi for this fun tutorial. I learned how to make bread from a website called The Hillbilly Housewife. And then I got dvd called The Art of Breadmaking by The West Ladies and that helped me perfect my breadmaking. They have a whole homemaking series of dvds that every woman or girl should have.
Now I want to make bread!

December 7, 2018 - 10:16 am

Monica Beautiful post! 🙂 and I so agree with the quote about store bought bread tasting like kleenex! I have been making bread since my oldest was a baby—he’s 16…that was one of the first “old fashioned” skills I learned and love (that and he was a cloth diapered baby) and it is so neat to see how alike we do our bread and how differently as well. And it turns out usually even with changes, like you said. My recipe only varies from yours in that to one loaf I add 1/3 cup of sugar (sometimes honey…a little less) for a sweeter bread and I add 1/8 cup of olive oil. The sugar I add to the water/yeast mixture. I have not been grinding my own wheat lately (shame on me) because I couldn’t find the right flour for the bread to have the right consistency. I didn’t think to use a mixture of flours! So that is very helpful to me. ((Hugs))

Hot Toast & Rose Petal Jelly

 

 

 “When the girl returned, some hours later, she carried a tray,
with a cup of fragrant tea steaming on it;
and a plate piled up with very hot buttered toast,
cut thick, very brown on both sides, with the butter running through the holes in great golden drops, like honey from the honeycomb.
The smell of that buttered toast simply talked to Toad,
and with no uncertain voice; talked of warm kitchens,
of breakfasts on bright frosty mornings,
of cosy parlour firesides on winter evenings, when one’s ramble was over and slippered feet were propped on the fender,
of the purring of contented cats, and the twitter of sleepy canaries.”
Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

 

 

 

 

 

It’s December, however, all our pretty, glittering snow has melted – we are left with fading green grass, showcasing it’s glory of summer days gone past, empty branched trees, lonely for a snowy covering and early, creeping darkness  that always make us want to cuddle up into bed just a few hours earlier… to combat the loss of winter’s beauty and delightful snow, we’re lighting a lot of candles, twinkle lights are glowing and hot fires are keeping us toasty warm.

While the outside world goes a bit crazy and stressful right now, this is a season of quiet for us —  and it is absolutely lovely. All summer, we work so hard outside, in the gardens, with the animals, on the grounds, but now it is a time of rest and refreshment. I am quite delighted to enjoy a cozy, quiet winter for a few months. I will be ready for spring when it arrives but in the meantime, I will fully enjoy the months of wintertime that are upon us.

 

Sometimes we feel like little Brambly hedge mice, or the little animal friends in Wind in the Willows … in our snug and busy nests and homes, fixing this up and doing that, finding ways to cook up food differently, filling the house with savory smells, crafting and spending time relaxing … reading good books by the fire and learning new music … it is a lovely season of Home.

 

For this week’s gentle Home adventure, I decided to make Rose Petal Jelly. Doesn’t that just sound lovely?

Well, it is – it tastes so light and delicate. I cannot wait to try it on buttered toast with tea. Is there anything more lovely than toast and tea on a winter morning – or afternoon, for that matter? Perhaps there will be a light sprinkling of snow outside and that will just be the icing on the day, in a way.

 

First, you will need to steep some lovely (un-sprayed) rose petals in hot water for overnight. Once it is steeped, strain out the petals and store your rosewater in a jar in the fridge or a cool location.

 

If you use pink petals, it will be a lighter colour jelly – I had red petals on hand and it created the prettiest, ruby red colour.

 

 

Once you have made your rosewater, you are ready to make your Rose Petal Jelly.

(Make sure to save any extra rosewater – I also made a rosewater toner for my daughter and I – just mix equal parts witch hazel with your rose water and store in dainty glass jar, preferably in the fridge. It will not last forever as it is a natural product).

 

 

 

~ Rose Petal Jelly ~

Four cups of rosewater
6 cups of sugar
2 tablespoons of lemon juice
Pectin

Pour your strained rosewater and sugar into a large pot. Bring to a boil – let it boil for three minutes or so. Add in your pectin while stirring constantly. [The recipe calls for two package of pectin but I only had one – I use one and while it is a bit runny, it is still lovely.] You may stop here and do a spoon test to see if the jelly is firm enough (drop a tiny drop onto a cold, metal spoon and run your finger through the jelly – it is stays separated, it is ready).
Pour into clean mason jars.
Wipe rims, lid with new seals and process in water bath for 20 minutes.

 

 

 

It will make wonderful gifts!

 

 

 

Please, do yourself a favour and bake up a few loaves of homemade bread … then, with the delicious aroma of just-baked bread wafting through your kitchen, enjoy this lovely rose petal jelly slathered with a piece of buttered toast for your afternoon tea break.

 

It will do your heart wonders on a chilly winter afternoon.

 

 

 

December 6, 2018 - 9:48 am

Our Home of Many Blessings Done!!

December 5, 2018 - 6:31 pm

Gigi Bobbie, can you email your new mailing address, please?

December 5, 2018 - 9:44 am

Our Home of Many Blessings Oh yes! A detailed bread post would be great!!Cant wait!

December 4, 2018 - 1:41 pm

Maike Thanks so much for sharing this lovely recipe. I love anything with roses: cream, soap, macarons, chocolate,…so I definitely am going to try this out though generally not a jam fan. And then rose tasting cupcakes are on my list too. Have you tried rose cupcakes yet? I wonder which icing flavor would go well with it. Have a merry christmas you all!

December 4, 2018 - 11:51 am

Christina Gigi – That sounds delightful. It looks so pretty. I cannot get my roses to grow well at all. I have to figure out some tricks and tips so I can try this jelly!

Our Home of Many Blessings – I sometimes add some vital wheat gluten to my bread to help it rise and become lighter. Just a tsp will do for a two loaf batch. I live in the south and it is humid, but I only add the gluten if the day is rainy or cold and dreary. Good luck!

December 4, 2018 - 11:21 am

Gigi I think it’s time to do a detailed post on bread. I love making bread, but that last post I did is not that best at explaining … I use six cups of flour, 4 tsps of yeast in two cups of warm water, a dash of salt … I mix my flours, home-milled, whole wheat, spelt, etc.

December 4, 2018 - 9:21 am

Our Home of Many Blessings Great thanks!My breads and such things never get very big,I wonder if I’m kneading to long or something??I will leave them in to rise even longer than required only sometimes and they still only rise a little…Does that bread recipe you shared in this post call for two and a half cups of flour and 1/4 cup of bread flour?I feel like my homemade bread is to tough or something for sandwiches.I hope I get this down soon because I would love to stop buying sandwich bread at the store!

December 3, 2018 - 10:43 am

Gigi P.S. And yes, sometimes I do not use anything, but oil the top. 🙂

December 3, 2018 - 10:41 am

Gigi Happy birthday, mom! oxoxoxoxo

December 3, 2018 - 10:41 am

Gigi Bobbie, use a bigger bowl so the bread doesn’t touch or oil the top of your bread so it will not stick. 🙂

December 3, 2018 - 10:09 am

Brenda Thanks Gillian … I can’t wait to try mine that you gave to me, (for my Birthday). What a great idea too!! xo

December 3, 2018 - 9:52 am

Our Home of Many Blessings Oh iv never even heard of that kind of jelly.Sooo pretty!By the way how do you prevent your towel or whatever your using keep from sticking to the dough as it rises?Or do you not use anything?Maybe my rising spot is to hot?I’m not sure but everything I try always makes for a sticky towel when I take it off and tears the dough and makes a yucky mess on the towel or whatever I use.

December 3, 2018 - 9:36 am

Monica I LOVE homemade jelly on fresh bread! Yum, yum! What a beautiful color this makes— lovely photographs as well. 🙂