Yesterday I picked the first pears of the season, they weren't quite ripe but according to my Great-Grandmother's notes you need HARD pears for the Pear Honey. It is just amazing that I made pear honey from the pears that are growing on the last pear tree in my Great-Grandmother's orchard. It has never failed to produce pears, no telling how old the tree is though! I didn't do it just exactly like Lina did it, I wanted more of a Honey texture (she pureed her pears in hers) This is what my honey turned out like:
I think I am going to get some half pint or even quarter pint jars and make this again for Christmas gifts. It is rather festive in my opinion. And it is SOOOOO GOOD! Very easy to make too!
Basically you take equal amounts of pears and sugar (6 cups of pear = 6 cups of sugar) and cover the pears with pineapple juice. Cook for 2-3 hours or until it is Honey Consistency. Take pears out, can honey in BWB for 10 minutes. You can then puree the pears and can them as Pearsauce. (Like Applesauce). (I find it funny that my google spellchecker doesn't recognize pearsauce as a word but it recognizes applesauce as a word!)
Well my classes started again on Monday. I think I am going to like them all except my online class. It sucks. The Homework for this week was 48 questions over Chapter 1. I get all those economic terms confused and I find it very tiresome. But I know I have to have the class so I better try my best.
Cooper starts school this week, on Thursday to be exact. He has screening on Tuesday, shots on Wednesday and starts school on Thursday. My baby is growing up!
Church was good today. Bro Zane preached a very uplifting sermon about the church and how we need to stick together. It was very reassuring for me. After Church we came home and the kids obviously were tired, as they fell asleep as soon as we got home. Half Way had a baptizing at 2 so I went to that while Chris stayed home with the sleeping kids. The baptizing was at Sunset State Park, on the Pomme de Terre River, the same river I was baptized in. The candidates for baptism were Dashia and Troy Breesawitz. They both were saved during Half Way's revival. They are brother and sister, and what a sweet sweet memory and blessing for both of them. I took a lot of great pictures, but wouldn't feel right posting them here.
When I got home from the river, the kids were still asleep. I cooked Dinner- steaks and fried Zucchini. It was SO good. This afternoon I did homework and laundry. Didn't make it to church this evening, I feel like I really need to ration my fuel. Especially when I am driving to Springfield 2 nights a week now. It just isn't fair that I have to choose, but financially it is the only way.
I was thinking today that if this country doesn't get any better, money wise we may have to go back to riding horses and pulling wagons to town. I can just see Wal-Mart with hitching posts! I would do it. Maybe keep a truck for long distances like trips to Springfield and such, but use the wagon for short trips to Bolivar (10 miles away). I don't think it will ever get like that, but who knows? right?
God Be With the East Coast tonight, Hurricane Irene has hit and many are without power and have major damaging from winds and flooding. Earlier today I heard that 4 million people were without power and that was this morning. I don't know how many are without not. A few people have been killed, not sure of that number either. It is just all so scary right now. There was an earthquake in that region last week and now a hurricane and some states yesterday had tornadoes in result of this hurricane. I feel that God is telling us something and that He is trying to get more people to listen. God Bless them.











