Bringing back this post series! I’ve always liked it because, let’s face it– if I were really organized, I wouldn’t wait until Sunday to plan for the week. But something is always better than nothing, and it at least forces me to preplan a little bit. To review, I’ve been doing Feasts and Festivals as well as Plans and Projects for a while. It’s been so long, most of the old posts don’t even have functional pictures anymore! Not so sure about links. Anyway… This week.
Note: This recipe was an absolute bust. It was just too much flour and for whatever reason, the dough wouldn’t come together no matter what we did. Maybe I am not a good measurement converter. Who knows? I thought about deleting the post altogether, but it still really is a lovely story, so I’m going to post this anyway in the hopes that the story at least will be helpful. Perhaps you can use your own (edible) raisin bread recipe!
So many, many thanks to Christine for allowing me to share her lovely story, The Shooting Stars, with my blog readers. The twins and I loved this story. You can purchase the story here. Christine is also currently working with Natalya Yeshchenko on absolutely gorgeous watercolor illustrations, two of which I’ve included in this post.
Once upon a time, at the very end of summer, three little stars looked down upon the earth and they became very distressed, for a change was taking place below them.
Even before the divorce, Michaelmas was a bit of a challenge for me. How could such an oft overlooked celebration be so overstuffed with meaning as it was in our family? There was secular Michaelmas, the saint’s day celebration of St. Michael casting Satan from Heaven, and on top of that, it was both Nicholas’s birthday AND Michael’s name day! It was almost too much.
And now, all my wee ones will be in school on this day. It becomes a bit of a temptation to throw up my hands and say “What’s the point of even trying to celebrate? It’s not like anyone even thinks of Michaelmas anymore anyway.”