A Step Back.

Here are wayward snapshots from Thanksgiving, way too many pictures of the girls sitting on a be-curtained, living room couch (non-relatives: permission to skim; McGamma: the dresses are gorgeous!), and some new snapshots-- chocolate-infused-- from yesterday.

I've yet to make four more kinds of cookies (one is cooling and one is in the works) and rum creams, but I've just about had it with baking and confecting. Last night at two in the morning I ran low on chocolate chips, so I ended my candy-making for the night. Now it's nearly two in the afternoon, John arrives home in an hour, and, shortly thereafter, we leave for Nanticoke! Hurrah! (If only we had vacation days to visit the much-loved and much-missed Owens in Long Island, too, that "hurrah" would have been a double hurrah...)

We take with us about 20 pounds of freshly-made chocolates, one batch of toffee bar cookies (and if I get cracking, the rest of the cookies, too), and a carload of gifts for us and them.

Last night, after celebrating Advent, putting the girls to bed, and newly befogged in a candy-making haze, my mother reminded me over the phone that all this peripheral pomp and circumstance doesn't matter one whit. I needed the reminder-- me and my chocolate-smeared face both. (No need to ask the reason for chocolate smudges near my mouth...)

So let us rejoice in the Lord of all that was, that is, and that will be, Who clothed Himself in human skin to walk among us! Hallelujah!

Mary's Song

Blue homespun and the bend of my breast
keep warm this small hot naked star
fallen to my arms. (Rest...
you who have had so far
to come.) Now nearness satisfies
the body of God sweetly. Quiet he lies
whose vigor hurled
a universe. He sleeps
whose eyelids have not closed before.

His breath (so slight it seems
no breath at all) once ruffled the dark deeps
to sprout a world.
Charmed by dove's voices, the whisper of straw,
he dreams,
hearing no music from his other sphere.
Breath, mouth, ears, eyes
he is curtailed
who overflowed all skies,
all years.
Older than eternity, now he
is new. Now native to earth as I am, nailed
to my poor planet, caught that I might be free,
blind in my womb to know my darkness ended,
brought to this birth
for me to be new-born,
and for him to see me mended
I must see him torn.

- Luci Shaw

First Coming

He did not wait till the world was ready,
till men and nations were at peace.
He came when the Heavens were unsteady,
and prisoners cried out for release.

He did not wait for the perfect time.
He came when the need was deep and great.
He dined with sinners in all their grime,
turned water into wine. He did not wait

till hearts were pure. In joy he came
to a tarnished world of sin and doubt.
To a world like ours, of anguished shame
he came, and his Light would not go out.

He came to a world which did not mesh,
to heal its tangles, shield its scorn.
In the mystery of the Word made Flesh
the Maker of the stars was born.

We cannot wait till the world is sane
to raise our songs with joyful voice,
for to share our grief, to touch our pain,
He came with Love: Rejoice! Rejoice!

- Madeleine L'Engle

My mom saved some delicious, ugly apples, stored outside in blankets. We made 27 quarts of chunky and smooth applesauce, 5 quarts of apple butter, and a five pints or so of apple jelly. (Actually, mom made the last two batches of smooth applesauce without me lifting a finger to help because I was editing my brother's fascinating paper on TR and the Panama Canal...)

some pies.

I went to my friend's White Coat Ceremony at Cornell. She's now nearing the end of her veterinary studies! (I passed some of the time taking pictures of as many bald heads as were in range, which may be the reason why my camera had no battery power left when I wanted to take a picture of white-coated Mags later.)

"Someone" uses his stapler as a bulletin board, as I discovered when I went to staple something.

Brother Luke came home from school with new glasses!

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I kept accidentally leading Millie into the thorn trees when we were sledding.

She hides my pregnant form quite well, eh?

Debbie and Millie on their way to the barn.

I dread the day that Apache dies. He is 29 years old and looks like the hoary-headed old man that he is.

Millie helped feed the horses (and the pony)

good old Gimli

Brother Joel putting on winter tires.

Watch out, here comes a glut of Christmas couch pictures..

two girls.

and another

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cocked head

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finally, a grin.

pensive

Peek-a....

boo

sparkles

Merry Christmas!

One of John's coworkers gave him an enormous roll of paper. So cool!

I gave Millie, normally clothed, a spatula to lick. Five minutes later, I hear her in the living room saying, "Oh, my beautiful faerie crown..." In short order, she'd changed her clothes and revamped some Christmas decorations to become a sloppy faerie.

millie points out that annie, too, has eaten chocolate

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truffle-making

orange zest

chocolate sampling, counter-clockwise from upper left: sweet cocoa-dusted espresso truffles, peanut butter buckeyes, and nut rocha

from left: white-chocolate drizzle-dipped raspberry truffles, peppermint crunch balls, sugar-dusted orange truffles, (confectioner's) sugar-dusted dark chocolate mint truffles, and sponge in the center.

chocolate sponge (not the kind I'd thought the recipe made, but good enough)

chocolate covered cherry jellies

SILLY SWEET TEETH.

How does one, in the thick of things, get stuck on sweet confections?

I have so very much to do in the next week and a half, little of which I'll accomplish without divine intervention, but I'm (weather appropriate) frozen on one thing.

So, quickly now.

If you like chocolates and candies and gummy things, pick your knee-jerk reaction, "that sounds good," top 10 picks from the list below.

ANY OR ALL WILL LIKELY VARY FROM THE DESCRIPTION, AS I GO A BIT MAD ON CONFECTING DAY AND THROW A BIT OF THIS AND SOME OF THAT INTO EACH POT, SO FEEL FREE TO ADD YOUR OWN TWISTS.

1. peanut butter buckeye balls (creamy peanut butter inside coated with semisweet)
2. mint balls (peppermint patty meets candy cane crunch coated in semisweet chocolate)
3. nut rocha (toffee layered with chocolate sprinkled with almond pieces)
4. sponge candy (light, airy, melting crunch of inside covered with semisweet choc.)
5. spiced nuts (pecans, walnuts, and maybe almonds toasted, spicy hot with cayenne...and sweet with Christmas spices)
6. Sugared nuts (same as above, only toasted spicy sweet only..nutmeg, cloves, cinnamon, etc.) OR
7. dark chocolate mint bark with white swirls
8. pecan-caramel "turtles"
9. jellies (cherry, mint, vanilla, anise, etc.)
10. cinnamon hard candy
11. butter mints
12. chocolate-chip-cookie truffles (cookie dough truffle inside wrapped in semisweet)
13. crunchy praline nuts (kind of like brittle, only with more nuts and less brittle)
14. tiger bark (peanut butter, white, and semisweet chocolate)
15. chocolate covered cherry jellies
16. espresso truffle (dark chocolate ganache with the crunch of roasted coffee, rolled in sweet cocoa powder or nuts)
17. almond truffle (smooth almond-chocolate ganache rolled in chopped almonds)
18. raspberry (melting raspberry-dark chocolate ganache center rolled in sweet cocoa or nuts or dipped in semisweet or white chocolate)
19. maple cream (covered with semisweet)
20. lemon cream (covered with semisweet)
21. orange cream (covered with semisweet)
22. rum cream (covered with semisweet)
23. coffee cream (covered with semisweet)
24. rum truffle (rum-flavored chocolate ganache covered with whatever)
25. mint truffle (mint-flavored dark chocolate ganache rolled in confectioner's sugar)
26. chocolate-orange truffle (dark chocolate ganache flavored with orange oil and orange zest)
27. hand-pulled taffy (peppermint, anise, cinnamon, lemon, orange, raspberry, molasses, etc.)

Do you see why I'm frozen?

Narrow my focus a bit, please, with your favorites.