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We wonder
what might be along the trail or beyond the hill as we step down
the path of another year. For the orchardist, the days bring a certain
order of enterprise demanded by the needs of the trees. There will
be winter pruning, and orchard clean up; in the spring will be blossoms,
bees and protection from frost; in the summer will be irrigation,
pest and disease control and prevention; then in fall will be fruit
harvest as the final grade in how well all the details have been
attended to with no small measure of luck involved. That's the orchardist's
journey of days.
Although it may sound dull, working outdoors,
caring for trees, there is beauty in it, even joy and satisfaction
when things go well. We hope you are able to find such pleasures
as you share your year in the company of treasured friends and family
who help each other in the work that the year brings, keeping heart
through the tough times and offering a helping hand over the bumps
along the way. Once again, we wish you a Happy New Year from all
of us at Eberhart Orchards and FruitFromWashington.com.
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Grandpa Dee could tell you the highs
and lows as he's been watching the digital readings from the gauge Urban
and Kim gave him for Christmas. The Washington
Crop Weather report on conditions in Kittitas County at the end of
2005 stated, "December was exceptionally wet and cold. Precipitation
of 2.4 inches was received - nearly double the long-term
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Month
of January and February
Featured Recipe
Pear Cheese Melts
as Demonstrated by Bruce
Set
out ingredients including a little sugar, a bottle of sweet French
white wine, one or two ripe d'Anjou pears, a block of hard white
French cheese such as Gruyere de Comté, a loaf of Challah Bread,
some eggs and butter.
Core
and slice pears. Make syrup using white wine with a little sugar
added. Heat syrup to slow boil and add sliced pear. Continue to
cook pears in syrup; turn them now and then.
Melt
butter in a second skillet. Mix up eggs.
Slice
Challah Bread.
Coat bread with egg.
Fry egg battered bread in hot butter.
Slice
cheese.
Melt cheese on top of half the pieces of
browned egg battered bread.
Place hot pear slices on top of melting cheese and
add a top slice to the sandwich.
Serve and enjoy!
For more fruit
with cheese recipes see the FruitFromWashington.com Cheeses
recipes page.
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An Excerpt
from THERE'S PIPPINS AND CHEESE TO COME BY CHARLES S. BROOKS
(1917)
A few days since, as I was thinking--for
so I am pleased to call my muddy stirrings--what manner of essay
I might write and how best to sort and lay out the rummage, it happened
pat to my needs that I received from a friend a book entitled "The
Closet of Sir Kenelm Digby Knight Opened." ...
"The Closet of Sir Kenelm Digby Opened" is
a cook book. It is due you to know this at once, otherwise your
thoughts--if your nature be vagrant--would drift towards family
skeletons. Or maybe the domestic traits prevail and you would think
of dress-clothes hanging in camphorated bags and a row of winter
boots upon a shelf...
Sir Kenelm died in 1665, full of years. In
that day his fame rested chiefly on his books in physic and chirurgery.
His most enduring work was still to be published--"The Closet Opened."
It was two years after his death that his son
came upon a bundle of his father's papers that had hitherto been
overlooked. I fancy that he went spying in the attic on a rainy
day. In the darkest corner, behind the rocking horse--if such devices
were known in those distant days--he came upon a trunk of his father's
papers. "Od's fish," said Sir Kenelm's son, "here's a box of manuscripts.
It is like that they pertain to alchemy or chirurgery." He pulled
out a bundle and held it to the light--such light as came through
the cobwebs of the ancient windows. "Here be strange matters," he
exclaimed. Then he read aloud: "My Lord of Bristol's Scotch collops
are thus made: Take a leg of fine sweet mutton, that to make it
tender, is kept as long as possible may be without stinking. In
winter seven or eight days"--"Ho! Ho!" cried Sir Kenelm's son. "This
is not alchemy!" He drew out another parchment and read again: "My
Lord of Carlile's sack posset, how it's made: Take a pottle of cream
and boil in it a little whole cinnamon and three or four flakes
of mace. Boil it until it simpreth and bubbleth."...
To this day it is likely that a last auspicated
volume still sits on its shelf with the spice jars in some English
country kitchen and that a worn and toothless cook still thumbs
its leaves. If the guests about the table be of an antique mind,
still will they pledge one another with its honeyed drinks, still
will they pipe and whistle of its virtues, still will they--
"EAT"--A flaring sign hangs above the sidewalk.
By this time, in our noonday search for food, we have come into
the thick of the restaurants. In the jungle of the city, here is
the feeding place. Here come the growling bipeds for such bones
and messes as are thrown them.
The waiter thrusts a card beneath my nose.
"Nice leg of lamb, sir?" I waved him off. "Hold a bit!" I cried.
"You'll fetch me a capon in white broth as my Lady Monmouth broileth
hers. Put plentiful sack in it and boil it until it simpreth!" The
waiter scratched his head. "The chicken pie is good," he said. "It's
our Wednesday dish." "Varlet!" I cried--then softened. "Let it be
the chicken pie! But if the cook knoweth the manner that Lord Carlile
does mix and pepper it, let that manner be followed to the smallest
fraction of a pinch!" - Source: www.gutenberg.org/files/10023/10023.txt
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The
FruitFromWashington.com
Archive Feature of the Month

A girl holding two jars of canned goods
ARC Identifier: 196256
Creator: Roosevelt, Franklin D. (Franklin Delano), 1882-1945;
Item from Collection FDR-PHOCO: Franklin D. Roosevelt Library
Public Domain Photographs, 1882 - 1962 Location: Franklin
D. Roosevelt Library (NLFDR), 4079 Albany Post Road, Hyde
Park, NY 12538-1999
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The FruitFromWashington Archive Feature
metaphorically blows the dust off of an image or document from our
past and brings it to the light of day for a new audience to see.
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THE GARDEN YEAR
By Sara Coleridge [1802-1852]
January brings the snow,
Makes our feet and fingers glow.
February brings the rain,
Thaws the frozen lake again.
March brings breezes, loud and shrill,
To stir the dancing daffodil.
April brings the primrose sweet,
Scatters daisies at our feet.
May brings flocks of pretty lambs
Skipping by their fleecy dams.
June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
Fills the children's hands with posies.
Hot July brings cooling showers,
Apricots, and gillyflowers.
August brings the sheaves of corn,
Then the harvest home is borne.
Warm September brings the fruit;
Sportsmen then begin to shoot.
Fresh October brings the pheasant;
Then to gather nuts is pleasant.
Dull November brings the blast;
Then the leaves are whirling fast.
Chill December brings the sleet,
Blazing fire, and Christmas treat.
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Vincent
Van Gogh, Still Life with Basket of Apples,
Paris: Autumn, 1887, Otterlo, Kröller-Müller Museum
Vincent
Van Gogh, Still Life with Oranges, Lemons and Blue Gloves, Arles,
January, 1889, Upperville, Va., Collection Mr. and Mrs. Paul Mellon.
Vincent
Van Gogh, Still Life with an Earthen Bowl and Pears, Nuenen, September,
1885, Utrecht: Centraal Museum--on loan from the van Baaren Museum
Foundation, Utrecht.
Vincent
Van Gogh, Still Life with Beer Mug and Fruit, Etten, December,
1881, Wuppertal: Von der Heydt-Museum.
Vincent
Van Gogh, Still Life with Ginger Jar and Apples, Nuenen, September,
1885, Private collection.
Vincent
Van Gogh, Still Life with Grapes, Pears and Lemons, Paris, Autumn,
1887, Amsterdam: Van Gogh Museum.
Vincent
Van Gogh, Still Life with Vegetables and Fruit, Nuenen, September,
1885, Amsterdam: Van Gogh Museum.

Other orchard landscapes and fruit still life paintings by many
artists can be found in our Virtual
Art Gallery.
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HOW TO KEEP A JOURNAL. By W. S. Jerome. Autumn is as good a time
as any for a boy or girl to begin to keep a journal. Too many have the
idea that it is a hard and unprofitable task to keep a journal, and especially
is this the case with those who have begun, but soon gave up the experiment.
They think it is a waste of time, and that no good results from it. But
that depends upon the kind of journal that you keep. Everybody has heard
of the boy who thought he would try to keep a diary. He bought a book,
and wrote in it, for the first day, "Decided to keep a journal." The next
day he wrote, "Got up, washed, and went to bed." The day after, he wrote
the same thing, and no wonder that at the end of a week he wrote, "Decided
not to keep a journal," and gave up the experiment. It is such attempts
as this, by persons who have no idea of what a journal is, or how to keep
it, that discourage others from beginning. But it is not hard to keep
a journal if you begin in the right way, and will use a little perseverance
and patience. The time spent in writing in a journal is not wasted, by
any means. It may be the best employed hour of any in the day, and a well-kept
journal is a source of pleasure and advantage which more than repays the
writer for the time and trouble spent upon it.
The first thing to do in beginning a journal, is to resolve to stick
to it. Don't begin, and let the poor journal die in a week. A journal,
or diary, should be written in every day, if possible. Now, don't be frightened
at this, for you do a great many things every day, and this isn't a very
awful condition. The time spent may be longer or shorter, according to
the matter to be written up; but try and write, at least a little, every
day. "Nulla dies sine linea"—no day without a line—is a good motto. It
is a great deal easier to write a little every day, than to write up several
days in one.
Do not get for a journal a book with the dates already printed in it.
That kind will do very well for a merchant's note-book, but not for the
young man or woman who wants to keep a live, cheerful account of a happy
and pleasant life. Sometimes you will have a picnic or excursion to write
about, and will want to fill more space than the printed page allows.
Buy a substantially bound blank-book, made of good paper; write your name
and address plainly on the fly-leaf, and, if you choose, paste a calendar
inside the cover. Set down the date at the head of the first page, thus:
"Tuesday, October 1, 1878." Then begin the record of the day, endeavoring
as far as possible to mention the events in the correct order of time,—morning,
afternoon and evening. When this is done, write in the middle of the page,
"Wednesday, October 2," and you are ready for the record of the next day.
It is well to set down the year at the top of each page.
But
what are you to write about? First, the weather. Don't forget this. Write,
"Cold and windy," or "Warm and bright," as the case may be. It takes but
a moment, and in a few years you will have a complete record of the weather,
which will be found not only curious, but useful.
Then put down the letters you have received or written, and, if you
wish, any money paid or received. The day of beginning or leaving school;
the studies you pursue; visits from or to your friends; picnics or sleigh-rides;
the books you have read; and all such items of interest should be noted.
Write anything that you want to remember. After trying this plan a short
time, you will be surprised at the many things constantly occurring which
you used to overlook, but which now form pleasant paragraphs in your book.
But don't try to write something when there is nothing to write. If there
is only a line to be written, write that, and begin again next day.
Do not set down about people anything which you would not wish them
to see. It is not likely that any one will ever see your writing, but
it is possible, so, always be careful about what you write. The Chinese
say of a spoken word, that once let fall, it cannot be brought back by
a chariot and six horses. Much more is this true of written words, and
once out of your possession, there is no telling where they will go, or
who will see them.
The best time to write in a journal is in the evening. Keep the book
in your table-drawer, or on your desk, and, after supper, when the lamps
are lighted, sit down and write your plain account of the day. Don't try
to write an able and eloquent article, but simply give a statement of
what you have seen or done during the day. For the first week or two after
beginning a journal, the novelty of the thing will keep up your interest,
and you will be anxious for the time to come when you can write your journal.
But, after a while, it becomes tedious. Then is the time when you must
persevere. Write something every day, and before long you will find that
you are becoming so accustomed to it, that you would not willingly forego
it. After that, the way is plain, and the longer you live the more valuable
and indispensable your journal will become.
But
some practical young person asks: What is the good of a journal? There
is very much. In the first place, it teaches habits of order and regularity.
The boy or girl who every evening arranges the proceedings of the day
in systematic order, and regularly writes them out, is not likely to be
careless in other matters. It helps the memory. A person who keeps a journal
naturally tries during the day to remember things he sees, until he can
write them down. Then the act of writing helps to still further fix the
facts in his memory. The journal is a first-class teacher of penmanship.
All boys and girls should take pride in having the pages of their journals
as neat and handsome as possible. Compare one day's writing with that
of the one before, and try to improve every day. Keeping a journal cultivates
habits of observation, correct and concise expression, and gives capital
practice in composition, spelling, punctuation, and all the little things
which go to make up a good letter-writer. So, one who keeps a journal
is all the while learning to be a better penman, and a better composer,
with the advantage of writing original, historical, and descriptive articles,
instead of copying the printed letters and sentences of a writing-book.
But, best of all, a well-kept journal furnishes a continuous and complete
family history, which is always interesting, and often very useful. It
is sometimes very convenient to have a daily record of the year, and the
young journalist will often have occasion to refer to his account of things
gone by. Perhaps, some evening, when the family are sitting and talking
together, some one will ask, "What kind of weather did we have last winter?"
or, "When was the picnic you were speaking of?" and the journal is referred
to. But the pleasure of keeping a journal is itself no small reward. It
is pleasant to exercise the faculty of writing history, and to think that
you are taking the first step toward writing newspapers and books. The
writer can practice on different kinds of style, and can make his journal
a record, not only of events, but of his own progress as a thinker and
writer. - How
to Keep a Journal by W. S. Jerome, St. Nicholas Magazine for Boys
and Girls, Vol. 5, October 1878, No. 12 Editor's Note: The illustrations
of the boy and girl in winter are from UN
ALPHABET FRANCAIS Par Laura Caxton from the same issue of St. Nicholas
Magazine for Boys and Girls.
| Nothing wonts me to a new place more than
the birds. I go, for instance, to take up my abode in the country,--to
plant myself upon unfamiliar ground. I know nobody, and nobody knows
me. The roads, the fields, the hills, the streams, the woods, are
all strange. I look wistfully upon them, but they know me not. They
give back nothing to my yearning gaze. But there, on every hand, are
the long-familiar birds,--the same ones I left behind me, the same
ones I knew in my youth,--robins, sparrows, swallows, bobolinks, crows,
hawks, high-holes, meadowlarks, all there before me, and ready to
renew and perpetuate the old associations. Before my house is begun,
theirs is completed; before I have taken root at all, they are thoroughly
established. I do not yet know what kind of apples my apple-trees
bear, but there, in the cavity of a decayed limb, the bluebirds are
building a nest, and yonder, on that branch, the social sparrow is
busy with hairs and straws. The robins have tasted the quality of
my cherries, and the cedar-birds have known every red cedar on the
place these many years. While my house is yet surrounded by its scaffoldings,
the phoebe-bird has built her exquisite mossy nest on a projecting
stone beneath the eaves, a robin has filled a niche in the wall with
mud and dry grass, the chimney swallows are going out and in the chimney,
and a pair of house wrens are at home in a snug cavity over the door,
and, during an April snowstorm, a number of hermit thrushes have taken
shelter in my unfinished chambers. Indeed, I am in the midst of friends
before I fairly know it. The place is not so new as I had thought.
It is already old; the birds have supplied the memories of many decades
of years. - THE WRITINGS OF JOHN BURROUGHS WITH PORTRAITS AND MANY
ILLUSTRATIONS, VOLUME III, BIRDS AND POETS (1877) |
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Special
Days in January
2006
Sunday, January 1, 2006 New
Year's Day
Friday,
January 6, 2006 Twelfth
Night
Friday,
January 13, 2006 Tu
B'Shevat
Monday,
January 16, 2006 Martin
Luther King Jr. Day
Wednesday,
January 25, 2006 Burns
Night
Sunday,
January 29, 2006 Chinese
New Year
Special
Days in February
2006
Thursday, February 2, 2006 Groundhog's
Day
Wednesday, February 8, 2006 Start of the Northwest
Flower & Garden Show (Seattle, WA)
Sunday, February 12, 2006 Lincoln's
Birthday
Tuesday, February 14, 2006 Valentine's
Day
Monday, February 20, 2006 Presidents'
Day
Wednesday, February 22, 2006 George
Washington's Birthday
Tuesday, February 28, 2006 Mardi
Gras
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the eastern side of the Cascade Mountains. Covenants are attached
to land sales to protect the overall quality of the entire development.
VCE features
amenities such as a pedestrian and equestrian trail system for the
private use of members of this rural development. Phase II lots
that are available are about three acres to about seven acres in
size and prices vary accordingly. New residents may either farm
their own open land or have it farmed for them contractually to
preserve the current tax status. (Click
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