Poem of the Day

“THE SUN RISING” by John  Doone”

     

     ♡  Busy old fool, unruly sun,

               Why dost thou thus,

Through windows, and through curtains call on us?

Must to thy motions lovers’ seasons run?

               Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide

               Late school boys and sour prentices,

         Go tell court huntsmen that the king will ride,

         Call country ants to harvest offices,

Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,

Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
               Thy beams, so reverend and strong

               Why shouldst thou think?

I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,

But that I would not lose her sight so long;

               If her eyes have not blinded thine,

               Look, and tomorrow late, tell me,

         Whether both th’ Indias of spice and mine

         Be where thou leftst them, or lie here with me.

Ask for those kings whom thou saw’st yesterday,

And thou shalt hear, All here in one bed lay.
               She’s all states, and all princes, I,

               Nothing else is.

Princes do but play us; compared to this,

All honor’s mimic, all wealth alchemy.

               Thou, sun, art half as happy as we,

               In that the world’s contracted thus.

         Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be

         To warm the world, that’s done in warming us.

Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere;

This bed thy center is, these walls, thy sphere. ♡

By: John Doone

Recipe of the Day

Southern Fried Apples

  1. In a skillet on medium heat, melt 1/2 stick of butter
  2. Add 4 medium sized apples, peeled, cored, sliced, to the skilket and drizzle with 1 tbsp. of lemon juice
  3. Fry apples until they are soft and the butter is absorbed
  4. Toss in 1/4 cup of sugar, and 1/4 cup of brown sugar and continue cooking until the sygars are dissolved.
  5. Remive frim the heat and sprinkle with 2 tbsp. of cinnamon. 

Tools Needed:

  • 12 inch Skillet
  • Apple Peeler
  • Apple Skicer
  • Measuring Cups
  • Measuring Spoons
  • Stiring Spoon

Poem of the Day

“The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly 

changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.”

–   Henry Beston, Northern Farm

Recipe of the Day

Pumpkin Butter:

Using a Slow-Cooker (5hrs) with 10 min. Preparation

  • 1/8 tsp. ground, Ginger
  • 2 1/2 cups Brown Sugar
  • 1 1/2 tsp. ground, Cinnamon
  • 1/4 tsp. ground, Cloves
  • 1 tsp. ground, Nutmeg
  • 1 dash salt
  • 2 cups Apple Juice
  • (1) 29 oz. can and 15 oz. can of Libby Pumpkin Puree (non-sweetened) Pie Filling

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