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While thumbing through a magazine at a doctor's office - I snuck a photo with my rinky-dinky cellphone. ;)
I just loved the simplicity of this photo... and the memories it produced within.
This welsh proverb is true and gave me something to ponder, as well.
My thought was...
A tiny seed in one - can really do a bumper crop of business for another.
This is true for either good or bad. Do you know the kind of seed(s) hidden in your heart? What seeds are you and I depositing into others...? Hmmm, again, something to ponder.
A tree is known by the fruit it produces...
“No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit. Each tree is recognized by its own fruit. People do not pick figs from thornbushes, or grapes from briers. A good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and an evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of. ~ Luke 6:43-45
So - I have this friend from church who put out a call of "anyone need or want crabapples?". I said, sure!! As, it reminded me of my Grammy. She, and Grandpop, would always be making an apple something or another with all their apple trees (small orchard). For one, Grammy would make crabapple jelly. While I like jellies.. I do prefer a jam or preserve better. So, I was on the course for finding a relatively easy recipe for making crabapple jam. I found one!! And - have been enjoying the fruit of my labor ever since. Even sharing a jar, here and there, as gifts.
Here is the link to the recipe I used. Crabapple Jam.
To be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter....
to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird's nest or a wildflower in spring -
these are some of the rewards of the simple life. ~ John Burroughs
And, I would add.
The gift of a simple little ole crabapple. I know some folks see crabapples as a pest. A beautiful tree in the spring but a bother, just the same, as these aren't the friendliest apple (to eat!) but hidden deep inside is a small taste of goodness... if you only take a moment to seek it out.
And, if you take the time to make that happen.
I know my kids didn't quite necessarily enjoy the process of sorting and destemming the crabapples... but they, too, sure enjoy(ed) the fruit of their labor as we slather crabapple jam on hot buttered toast or as a side condiment for pork tenderloin. Yumm!
Enjoy your week!!
Enjoy your week!!