Grandma’s Cookie Tin

When I was a kid in the eighties, this blue tin of little butter cookies was a staple in my paternal grandparents’ home.

My grandma was an amazing cook. She was an old fashioned Appalachian cook who was always prepared to throw together a great meal with homemade noodles, potatoes and fried meat of some kind. She made delicious pies and cakes including a Mandarin Orange Cake that I attempt to recreate every Easter.

For all her amazing qualities in the kitchen, cookies weren’t her thing. She tried but they were just never that good. Isn’t that funny? She could can a garden full of vegetables and make homemade pie crust with her eyes closed but couldn’t pull off a decent sugar cookie.

She mostly filled the cookie jar on her vinyl tablecloth clad table with store bought cookies and there was frequently a tin of these little butter cookies on hand too.

I hadn’t thought about them in years but was recently transported back to that old kitchen with the African violets in the window and a jar full of bacon grease on the stove. That’s because I found small tins of these cookies at the Dollar Tree. This package is about a fourth the size that she always bought but it was the perfect amount of cookies to make me smile.

Honestly, they aren’t that good but I enjoyed dunking them in a mug of hot chocolate. My grandpa always dunked his cookies in cup of coffee and now I understand that they taste a little better with the extra punch of flavor.

I feel no need to run out and buy more but, golly, I did enjoy this batch. And now I have the tin to remind me of those happy days!

The Shadows Will Fall

“Keep your face always toward the sunshine – and shadows will fall behind you.”
— Walt Whitman

The bad news about using this blog as a daily writing exercise is that I don’t always have the time to write every day. For today, here’s a pretty picture from last summer and some good advice from Mr Whitman! Enjoy!

Winged Friends

Still no measurable snowfall here in southern Ohio but we did receive just enough Monday night to make the roads messy.

I scurried out before work yesterday to feed Scout’s hungry birdies so he would be entertained while I was busy. He spent most of the day luxuriating in the window like it was prime time television. We had dozens of birds on the yard and I did grab a few pictures with the camera. You’ll have to settle for a phone snap today.

The birds were thrilled for the meal and Scout was pleased to have so much commotion outside his window. It’s the small things that make a huge difference in quality of life for me, Scout and for those hungry little creatures outside our window.

What small things make a difference in your life?

Winged Friends

Still no measurable snowfall here in southern Ohio but we did receive just enough Monday night to make the roads messy.

I scurried out before work yesterday to feed Scout’s hungry birdies so he would be entertained while I was busy. He spent most of the day luxuriating in the window like it was prime time television. We had dozens of birds on the yard and I did grab a few pictures with the camera. You’ll have to settle for a phone snap today.

The birds were thrilled for the meal and Scout was pleased to have so much commotion outside his window. It’s the small things that make a huge difference in quality of life for me, Scout and for those hungry little creatures outside our window.

What small things make a difference in your life?

Hiking With Wolves

You never know what you might see when you keep venture out in the world. During a hike at Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs last year we saw this tour group walking two wolves.

You read that correctly. Wolves.

There is a nearby sanctuary and they evidently do extra special tours where guests can hike with the animals. The wolves appeared docile, strikingly beautiful and eager to explore.

It’s interesting because I am afraid of or at least intimidated by most dogs but this wasn’t at all troubling. In fact, I badly wanted to pet one. Sadly, we weren’t paying guests so I had to just hike on.

Still, how fantastic is this?

You Can Do It

This is your Monday morning reminder that you can handle whatever life throws your way. No matter how big it may seem.

Now go do it. And if you’re interested in this big place, it’s Ash Cave in Ohio’s Hocking Hills.