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Leaving A Trace: Crumb Cake ~ From My Mothers Kitchen
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Saturday, April 16, 2011. Crumb Cake From My Mothers Kitchen. Since receiving several requests for. The Crumb Cake recipe mentioned in my post. Please Come For Tea", I thought what better. Way to share it than on my blog.Enjoy. Preheat oven to 375 F. Grease a 9-inch square cake pan. In small bowl of electric mixer, cream. 190; cup of butter {my Mother used lard}. 1 cup of white sugar. Add 2 cups of all-purpose flour. And blend until resembles cornmeal…crumbs. Reserve 1 cup of this mixture and set aside.
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Leaving A Trace: May 2011
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Saturday, May 14, 2011. 9829; Serendipitous Find ♥. I love to frequent antique barns,. You know the ones that are jam packed. Full like a treasure trove from long ago. All those past treasures, usually evoke so many memories,. Sometimes with melancholy attached. I’m not one of those collectors who have. 100 clocks or 50 egg cups. I consider myself to be an emotional collector, one who discovers. A serendipitous connection, where the unexpected find creates. It’s an amazing happening! But what finally did...
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Leaving A Trace: Morning
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Thursday, July 7, 2011. My morning tea always. Tastes better by candlelight. Alone in a room of my own. Aware of the stillness that surrounds me. There is something about a lit candle. That makes a room come alive. All my senses become heightened. Wanderlust imaginings fill my mind. The candle flickers with hypnotic light. To share this esoteric space. As we merge into. Posted by Helena White. July 7, 2011 at 10:05 PM. July 8, 2011 at 8:20 AM. July 8, 2011 at 4:23 PM. Its so pretty and soothing to look at.
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Leaving A Trace: July 2011
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Friday, July 15, 2011. White’s Haven ♥ Front Gardens. It's Summertime and the. Living is easy…. It’s more like;. It's Summertime and the living is busy! Thought I would share. Some of my pics of our front gardens…. Summertime is meant for enjoying. Being outside as much as possible. Take a Stroll through my garden. I Love Hydrangeas and Roses Together. Carpet Roses, one of my favourites. We can’t ever forget. My Fur Kid, Topaz. Ou enjoyed your walk through my garden. Thanks for stopping by! Ethereal temp...
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Leaving A Trace: Please Come For Tea
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Wednesday, April 6, 2011. Please Come For Tea. In moments of alone time or in the company of friends,. The genuine pleasure of tea drinking is a timeless social. Gesture that never loses its charm. Enjoying a cup of tea has always been a special ritual for me. My Mother taught me the knack of tea-time. From early on,. I have fond memories of sharing a cup of tea with my Mother. I consider my Mother's famous crumb cake to be. The perfect accompaniment to this day. Children, and I now enjoy sipping tea.
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Leaving A Trace: June 2014
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Friday, June 27, 2014. I am now using this blog for my Family History/Ancestry. New post soon. Posted by Helena White. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My love for words lead me to writing poetry and leaving a trace through journaling. My blog includes bits of my heart and life, and some of my other delights like cooking, paper pastimes, sewing and photography. This is where I love to explore my love of decorating, passions for writing and embroidery and creating all things beautiful. View my complete profile.
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Leaving A Trace: Twice As Nice
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Saturday, June 11, 2011. A poem written by Hallie (9). Snugly cute friend,. A great TEDDY BEAR. Is always wear you leave it,. It’s there to help,. Its there to play. And sleep with you. It’s a great listener too. Some kids say a teddy bear. Is their BEST FRIEND! 3954;♥ྀ ʚįɞ ི♥ྀ ʚįɞ ི♥ྀ ʚįɞ ི♥ྀ ʚįɞ. A poem by Emilie (9). Was gracefully flying in the sky. She went to every garden. In the morning people woke up. And checked there gardens. To find them sparkling beautifully. Posted for Friday Poetically.
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Leaving A Trace: As I Stare At My Refection
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Sunday, March 27, 2011. As I Stare At My Refection. Prelude to a Prose. I have emptied my soul and allowed myself to. Return to the dark pit of grief , temporarily. I want you to know I am fine, after some tears of course. The words below just poured out. This prompt allowed me to. Explain the raw numbing pain of loss. This is how I felt in the first. Months after my daughters funeral. perhaps years after. Lacy, I will forever feel your Love. As I stare at my reflection. I see a stranger. 9829; © ஆ ε.
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Leaving A Trace: Farewell
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Monday, June 6, 2011. The news harrowed my very soul. They cut deep exposing unforeseen anguish. My heavy heart weeps for thy. Grieved to lose such a special friend. The sting of death breaks us open. Exposing our hearts to bleed. Bereft of the fullness of time. My thoughts are seized by the hereafter. My imaginings are held captive, unable to flee. I will not say goodbye my friend. Instead, I will bid you an emotional farewell. Thankyou .How can such a small word ever say what I want it to mean. Just wa...
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