The Other Day.

We packed up a basket and headed up to the fields for a fall picnic, out of doors in the crisp fresh air.

We took the big wagon piled high with sketch books, pillows, and baby dolls.

It was so wonderful sitting, enjoying the breeze, the falling leaves and the smell of woodsmoke.


And afterward pulling out notebooks to draw, and admiring nature.

We hung laundry out on the line to dry.

Afternoon sewing.

Julia, helping Celeisa.

While I was sewing, Tip decide to visit with me.

~In The Kitchen~

Frying veggies.

A warm, comforting white sauce. To be served over pasta, potatoes, etc...

The makings of an apple crisp.
The apple are from our fall harvest, last year.

Hot gingerbread, fresh from the oven.

"When Goody O Grumpity baked a cake,

the tall reeds danced by the mournful lake...."


  1. How delightful! A picnic.

    Your fabric for sewing looks beautiful as well.

  2. What a fun picnic!! I bet your siblings really enjoyed it! They are quite blessed to have an older sister like you!

  3. We love to go on picnics as well! Hmm, perhaps we can do so today... :)

    ps) the Apple Crisp sounds delicious!

  4. Oh, picnics, I love picnics. Looks like a wonderful time was had by all. Tip is so cute! Much love - Raquel XOxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

  5. What a delightful post Rosie! I love a picnic with real food and dishes! I can almost smell the gingerbread--Mmmm. . .
    I think I shall have to make an apple crisp soon. . .

  6. We make our own white sauce too...such lovely ordinariness...


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