Rose Petal Jelly

No, no–I’d never heard of such a thing either. But the idea intrigued me.

A sweet, delicate jelly with the essence of…roses. It sounded so like something the ladies would eat on teeny, tiny toast corners in Pride and Prejudice that, well, I couldn’t help myself. Absolutely had to try it.

Here’s how it works:

Ingredients

4 cups rose petals

1/4 cup lemon juice

1 pkg. pectin

4 cups white sugar

Stroll right out to the yard and carefully pluck about 4 cups of rose petals from the poor, unsuspecting bushes. Trust me, they’ll get over it.

Rinse them off, you know, just to make sure that petals are the only thing in the basket–if you get my drift.

Boil the petals in 4 cups of hot water—your house will smell incredible! Strain out the petals reserving all the liquid. Isn’t it amazing how ugly and colorless the sad little petals are now?

Add enough water to make four cups of juice again. It’s an interesting cider color…but just wait.

Next add 1/4 cup lemon just and watch what happens. The juice turns a lovely shade of pink–much prettier than it looks here.  Amazing!

Stir in 1 package of pectin till perfectly blended.

Now then, cook over medium heat until it does that rolling boil thing. Now add 4 cups of white sugar stirring till dissolved and bring it all back to a rolling boil again. Watch it carefully because it needs to boil for about 15 minutes to reach it’s setting point–but it can bubble over real easily. We know this, so if you don’t want to spend the afternoon scrubbing jelly out from under the stove burner—stay near by.

With a small strainer, remove the foam from the top.

Pour into tiny, little hot, clean jars and seal.

Scurry off now, and make some crumpets. Elizabeth Bennet will be stopping by.

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Rose Petal Jelly
 
Ingredients
  • 4 cups rose petals
  • ¼ cup lemon juice
  • 1 pkg. pectin
  • 4 cups white sugar
Instructions
  1. Pick about 4 cups of rose petals from the bushes. Rinse them.
  2. Boil the petals in 4 cups of hot water.
  3. Strain out the petals reserving all the liquid.
  4. Add enough water to make four cups of juice again.
  5. Next add ¼ cup lemon juice.
  6. Stir in 1 package of pectin till perfectly blended.
  7. Cook over medium heat to a rolling boil.
  8. Add 4 cups of white sugar stirring till dissolved and bring it all back to a rolling boil again.
  9. Watch it carefully because it needs to boil for about 15 minutes to reach it’s setting point.
  10. With a small strainer, remove the foam from the top.
  11. Pour into tiny little hot, clean jars and seal.

Memorial Day…

One of the many, many days we love…because of what it has always meant to our family…

Alfred R. M. Beck–my great grampa

Johanna Sophia Beck–my great-grama

It’s a day to remember the people we have loved…

Elsie Beck–my grama

Clyde Mitchell–my grampa

and to show that love by decorating their resting places.

Andy Kirby and Marion Mitchell–my dad and mom

This sweet day seems to mean more to me every single year.

Hard to say just why.

Hope your Memorial Day was wonderful!

Who’s In Charge Here Anyway?

Obviously not us…

or this wouldn’t be going on–let me tell you.

Or this.

And I’m pretty darn sure those willow branches are not suppose to be touching the ground.

So the bald kid and I trudged around making little cardboard Barbie tents out of old boxes…

to shelter my newly planted petunias.

And they promptly got buried.

Be brave little flowers.

Just as soon as we humans are in charge again–Spring is certain to come.

Though I can’t prove it.

“What power shall stay the heavens? As well might man stretch forth his puny arm to stop the river in its decreed course, or to turn it up stream, as to hinder the Almighty…”

Ok, ok…I get it.

May Flowers

Nothing like a little color to remind a person that it really, truly is Spring…nearly Summer, in fact.  Goofy cold weather has been holding us back from the garden, but we’ve come to the place where if feels like “plant or perish!”


So the bald kid kindly dug up a generous patch of spent dirt, mixed it with some soil booster…

and promptly bought me some flowers. Ooohhh I love that kid. Someone must have raised him right…heh.

To me–pink and purple petunias are pure perfection. Say that 5 times fast, I dare you.

Anyway, we dug a billion little holes for our billion little flowers and filled each space with water. “A five dollar hole for a fifty cent flower” as my mama used to say. We had to work quickly because…

when we looked up to our mountains we saw…

all that coming our way.  Lucky for us valley folk that before it reached us…

the snow graciously…turned to rain.

Gracious rain.

Has a lovely ring to it–

don’t you think?

Spring Flower

This moment…


A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from our world.
A simple, special, extraordinary moment.
A moment to savor and remember…

Happy Saturday friends~