Saturday, November 1, 2014

Amazing Zucchini and Pumpkin Bread


I had received a few requests to post the recipe for the pumpkin bread that I had put on my status before Halloween. This recipe is from my sister in law who happens to make the best pumpkin roll ever, as well as this pretty tasty pumpkin bread. I packaged this bread up this year to send to my kids in college as well as to give for little Halloween gifts. I have to caution you in that it is incredibly moist, yummy and  most likely you would be better off if you just smeared it on your thighs instead of sneakily, guiltily ingesting it for the week and then slowly but surely, have it reach your thighs in the long run.

Here it is anyway:


PUMPKIN BREAD

4 1/2 c. sugar
1 1/2 c. canola oil
6 eggs
1 large can of pumpkin (not pie filling)
5 1/4 c. sifted flour
1 c. milk
3 tsp. baking soda
2 1/2 tsp. salt
1 1/2 tsp. nutmeg
1 1/2 tsp. cinnamon

Grease and flour loaf pans (above recipe makes 5 loaves)
Preheat oven to 350 degrees
Mix all ingredients together in the order above. Pour batter to 3/4 full in each pan. Bake for approx. 45 mins and then check loaves with a knife inserted in center. Most likely will have to leave in oven for another 15 mins.  Take out of oven once knife inserted in center comes out clean.

Since I am tempting you with sweet treats I thought I would include this recipe as well. I found it when I was searching for a good zucchini bread recipe to try and use up the overabundance of zucchini I had from the garden this year. ALL of us LOVED this one and I made it with the half oil, half applesauce version. A little more healthy, although the streusel topping most likely cancels out the health benefits. DO NOT make without the streusel! Let's face it, once you have tasted it, a zucchini bread without the streusel is like...Christmas without snow or summer without swimming or fall without  the smell of burning leaves. One of my sons, who does not like zucchini, asked where was it in the bread for he did not taste it or see it. Mission accomplished!
 Definitely double up on this recipe to make 2 loaves.



Award-Winning Zucchini Bread and Muffins

This award-winning zucchini bread gets an upgrade with buttery oat streusel, brown sugar, melty chocolate chips, and lots of sweet flavors like cinnamon and vanilla. No wonder it won first place!
Yield: 1 loaf or 10 muffins (can be easily doubled)
prep time: 20 MINUTES

total time: BREAD: 1 HOUR, 10 MINUTES MUFFINS: 40 MINUTES

Ingredients:

BROWN SUGAR OAT STREUSEL

  • 2/3 cups (60g) old-fashioned or quick oats
  • 1/2 cup (100g) light or dark brown sugar
  • 2 Tablespoons (16g) all-purpose flour
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1/4 cup (60g) unsalted butter, cold
  • 1 Tablespoon (10g) semi-sweet chocolate chips (optional)

ZUCCHINI BREAD & MUFFINS

  • 1 large egg, beaten
  • 1/2 cup (100g) light or dark brown sugar
  • 1/2 cup (100g) granulated sugar
  • 1/2 cup (120ml) vegetable oil (I used canola and it was great~ heard that you can also use melted coconut oil but did not try that
  • 1 cup grated zucchini (about 1 large)
  • 2 teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 1 and 1/2 cups (190g) all-purpose flour (careful not to overmeasure)
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
  • 1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
  • 3/4 cup (135g) semi-sweet chocolate chips, optional (or use pecans or walnuts) or use both but try not to skip the chocolate chips if you love chocolate!

Directions:

Preheat oven to 350F degrees. Spray a 9x5 (or 8x4) loaf pan with nonstick spray. If making muffins, preheat oven to 425F degrees and spray a 12-count pan with nonstick spray. Set aside.
Make the streusel first by combining the oats, brown sugar, cinnamon, and flour together in a medium bowl. Cut in the cold butter with two knives or a pasty cutter (preferred) - or you may use your hands. Mix until the streusel resembles coarse crumbs. Stir in the chocolate chips with a spoon. Set aside.
In a medium bowl, whisk together the beaten egg, brown sugar, granulated sugar, oil, zucchini, and vanilla until evenly combined. In a large bowl, toss the flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt, cinnamon, nutmeg, and chocolate chips together. Pour the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and mix with a large wooden spoon or rubber spatula until combined. Avoid overmixing.
Spread batter into the prepared loaf pan. Bake the bread for 20 minutes at 350F degrees. Remove from the oven and top with the streusel - press it down into the top. The reason you are adding it after 20 minutes is to prevent it from sinking to the bottom of the bread as it bakes. Return to the oven and bake for an additional 25-30 minutes or until a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean. I covered the bread loosely with aluminum foil after 35 total minutes to avoid the top from getting too brown. Allow bread to cool in the pan set on a wire rack for at least 1 hour before removing from the pan and serving.
If making muffins, fill 9-10 muffin cups all the way to the top. Press the streusel into the tops of each muffin. Bake for 5 minutes at 425F degrees and, keeping the muffins in the oven, lower the oven temperature to 350F degrees and continue to bake for an additional 13-14 minutes or until a toothpick inserted in the middle comes out clean. Allow to cool in the pan for 5 minutes before serving.
Bread and muffins stay covered tightly at room temperature or refrigerator for up to 5 days. Bread and muffins freeze well for up to 3 months. Recipes may easily be doubled, tripled, etc and baked in batches.
Recipe source: Quinn family recipe

*Healthy bonus: I tried swapping half of the oil with applesauce and didn't notice much of a difference as far as taste and texture goes! However, to avoid a rubbery texture, I would not swap any more than half of the oil for applesauce. 




Bon Appétit'~
Meg

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Treasures in a Trunk


I recently posted about a collection of books that I just purchased from an estate sale. We have unloaded the massive amount of books but much to my chagrin, there is no time right now to do the books justice. By that I mean that these books are meant to be perused curled up in a comfy chair, piles upon piles stacked to my side, as I go through them cover to cover to find all the treasures tucked in between their pages. No, I am not speaking of dollar bills but of mementos of the past, funeral cards, pressed flowers, newspaper clippings, letters, photos and the likes. These items give you a peek into the life of the books' owner. They obviously had enough meaning to be placed amongst the pages of the book to be saved for future perusal. Perhaps this winter there will be time to engage in such a pleasurable task when the pace is a little slower and I just might be able to loose myself for an afternoon or two.


For right now, sorting through the trunks that I acquired at the same sale will have to suffice! I can pick one out as time allows, sort through its contents gingerly, for some have been in an attic for close to a hundred years and then carefully clean the trunks and their contents. This afternoon, after working in the barn where I had been jump starting the Christmas season, I grabbed a trunk and began that process.    The trunk that I chose today was one that upon initially opening, I saw that it contained some Halloween goodies. The mice left me some perfectly intact decorations that really look quite frightening  but very much like the reproduction ones I have seen of today.


 The majority of the trunk was filled with several children's costumes. Most of the costumes need some TLC but they are nothing like the nylon ones of todays packaged numbers from the Halloween store. Constructed like they were made to be worn everyday, they obviously had been tucked away to be saved for another season. 


Tucked underneath the costumes with all of the contents spilled about was a board game copyrighted in 1898.    .
The players pieces are made out of wood and the die are the tiniest little things I have ever seen. There was the card game PIT which my kids still play today and a cardboard box entitled PLAY CLOTHES. Folded up inside was an army outfit or police officer costume that looked like it had never been worn.


The most fascinating bundle in the whole trunk though, was a paper wrapped parcel of torn out magazine pages from all the fashionable publications from the time period of the dated pages...1921.  Ladies Home Journal, Harper's Bazaar and of course Vogue. I am not aware of who the owner of this trunk is but I sure know much about her from the tear sheets she left in a trunk over the course of a year in 1921. I know that she must have been quite fashionable for there are pages of what look to be the latest fashions. I know that she loved photos and artistic renderings of all aspects of family life. She saved many a short story and poem that were printed upon the pages of the aforementioned magazines. She clipped advertisements on beauty products and home care items. She had many a selection on decor of the day and design of a "good home" as one article was entitled. 


She definitely was drawn to photos of women in peaceful and tranquil settings.


Children were also a common thread as well as Norman Rockwell scenes and Vogue illustrations.

ALL of it could have been applicable today...the themes of a woman's life...past and present...bound inextricably together through the years. Yes, the gentility and social graces that were apparent in these pages are mostly absent from today's publications which is a sad commentary but the subject matter is much the same. (Except for the one article on how the Chicago Public school system had just installed water closets in all schools so that the children could wash their hands at school and thus increase the children's learning.)  I certainly got lost in this activity and could have read these pages of the past for hours but pick ups and Target would not wait. In my fairly quick inventory, I was struck with the similarity of how my files look much like this mystery woman's "file" of images. I often get flack for my files and my torn out magazine pages. Yes, I am aware of a thing called Pin-terest that is all the rage these days and I even have an account but use it way to infrequently. I am such a kinesthetic visual that I cannot "tear" myself away from my old habits. Maybe someone will find my files almost one hundred years from now and wonder at the life that I lived... as I have today. 

Inspiration comes in many forms~
Meg




Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Slow-Cooker Chicken Tortilla Soup


I know that I signed off in my last post as, until my canning experience, or something akin to that. Well, my canning is not looking so good, since I seem to be finding treasures left and right that I just cannot refuse but are causing me to stay out of the kitchen. I am so excited to bring those treasures to you at our next sale in November but for right now, it is all about dinner and the lack there of, if some thought is not put into it. I just made my go to recipe for Chicken Tortilla Soup when Shane came home for his Fall break this past week. It is one of my family's favorites and so incredibly simple that I have to share it with you. I am fully aware that with the busy schedules of the kids after school with sports and activities paired with homework and showers ( for me that is... who finally might get one) dinner can often be problematic. Here is one recipe that if thrown in the crock pot in the am, it will delight in the pm. Unless you have a child who has sensory issues and asks, "What smells so bad in the kitchen?" Give him a clothespin for his nose and feed him rice.

Ingredients

1 pound shredded cooked chicken ( I boil the chicken in a pot of water first and then shred it or saute chicken breasts in a saute pan with a little olive oil and then cut up.)
1 (15 ounce) can whole peeled tomatoes, mashed or canned diced tomatoes
1 (10 ounce) can enchilada sauce
1 medium onion, chopped
1 (4 ounce) can chopped green chile peppers
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 cups water
1 (14 ounce) can chicken broth (I use low sodium)
1 tsp each cumin, chili powder and salt
1/4 tsp black pepper
1 bay leaf
1 (10 ounce) package frozen corn
1 Tbls chopped cilantro

 *7 corn tortillas (optional)
   vegetable oil

Assorted toppings of choice such as cheddar cheese, salsa, avocados, sour cream and rice

I double all of the ingredients to make a large pot to feed a family of 7 and have a little for the next day.

Directions

Place all ingredients except for tortillas and oil in a slow cooker and stir. Cover and cook on low for 6-8 hours or on high for 3-4 hours. I sometimes leave it on for longer and the longer it cooks the better the flavors meld. It is even better the next day!

 * Before serving, Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Lightly brush both sides of tortillas with oil. Cut tortillas into strips, then spread on a baking sheet. Bake in preheated oven until crisp, about 10-15 mins. To serve, sprinkle tortilla strips over soup and any toppings that you would like. I lay them all out in bowls and it is a help yourself affair.
If you have little time before serving or if you have a child who has sensory issues and cannot eat spicy things, cook up a batch of whole grain rice and serve a scoop of that in each bowl and a plain bowl of rice to the sensitive child.

This recipe makes a hearty meal for a chilly fall or cold winter night. Serve with a side salad and rice and it is quite filling!

Enjoy, and let me know what you think should you try it!
~Meg

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Summer's Last Vestige

It truly was a magnificent Fall day today. One could not help themselves to the call of the outside given by the crystal clear blue of the sky and the crispness of the air. With the forecast of a possible freeze warning tonight, I made way to the vegetable garden to gather some of the last of the harvest still clinging to their life giving vines.


I picked enough tomatoes to hopefully can some salsa this week and some peppers to make pepper jelly. If my goal is achieved, I will certainly pass on the recipes if they are a hit! I love to give homemade gifts from the kitchen at Christmastime. There have been years that my cup has runneth over in that department and years where I never found the time to fill that measuring cup! This year...


I picked lots of herbs and just found a recipe for herb oils that you freeze in order to preserve the taste of the freshly grown herb over the winter. Rosemary, thyme, dill, sage, oregano and mint, my hands wore the scent of all for the remainder of the day. I will be sure to post a blog about what I do with this harvest in the very near future.


There was one large patch of color left in the vegetable garden and that was of the nasturtiums. They are growing wild so I had to pick some of their autumn hued flowers to bring some fall indoors.



In other areas of the yard, as I walked back to the house with my load, pops of color beckoned me to them. Upon viewing them, if not for the crispness in the air, it certainly looked like the summer months. The flowers seemed to be screaming with their final display of color as if to say, breathe me in one last time before I fade into the grey and colorless landscape of winter. They were putting on a show almost as if they know their days are limited.


Sure the mums are still in bloom and the asters, the proverbial signs of fall but these are the species of the warm summer months.


Even the lavender was showing a few bursts of a last hurrah.


The garden will soon be put to bed for the winter months. The garden and patio sets will be housed in the barn for the cold months. Sure enough though, they will all be brought back after their winter slumber to give us great pleasure...yet again.



Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting
and autumn a mosaic of them all. 
-   Stanley Horowitz





Until the canning projects have come to fruition~
Meg


Saturday, October 11, 2014

Zumba Under the Stars



I am sure that you are wondering what the heck is Zumba Under the Stars? Most of you who have come to our Preview Parties before are probably saying, "No way that any stars will be seen that night since there is usually a deluge on the night of the Life's Patina Preview Parties!" Tsk, tsk...such negativity...We have been kind to mother nature and we seem to have won her over since the last two events we have held at the barn have had delightful weather. We are ecstatic that the weather again looks promising for this Friday's Zumba Under the Stars with Dr. B., otherwise known as Bhavana Shymalan. She has garnered an impressive list of accolades in the Zumba world and rumor has it, she teaches an amazing class! She will be with us this Friday evening, October 17th to lead us through an energy filled Girls Night Out Under the Stars to benefit Philadelphia Public Schools. Bhavana and her husband M. Night, have been vocal advocates of reform in education. 

We at Life's Patina are honored to be hosting this event. The spearhead behind it all is Bonnie Koss, a dynamic women herself, who likes to impart change in the FUNdraising events that she has put together and led in the past few years. She is a dynamo of good will and her energy and her positive spin on life are apparent when you meet her. She has put this event together as a successor to last year's that we held in the barn where two van loads of school supplies were collected and then donated to Philadelphia Public Schools. 

All you have to do to attend is to clear your schedule, show up at the barn at Life's Patina at Willowbrook Farm at 6:00 pm with school supplies, $15 to cover dinner,  and your dancing shoes (in this case make them gym shoes) so that you can join in on a fabulous night of camaraderie and fun to make a difference! If you would like, it is a BYOB event so feel free to bring the bevy of your choice. Water and non alcoholic beverages will be provided. Of course, being that it is at Life's Patina, shopping will be involved if you so desire. It will be your last chance to peruse our Fall displays and decor before we break down to get ready for the Holiday season and as always, we will be donating a portion of our proceeds to Philadelphia Public Schools and the purchase of desperately needed basic school supplies and books.

On a side note, I think it should be called Zumba in Front of a Mirror. I love to go the gym when time allows, for while I am physically active with a lot of heavy lifting, sanding and the likes, there is nothing like being in a room full of women working out together...except if it is a Zumba class. If you are an avid Zumba goer, you go girl for you will rock it! If you are not, please do not let that deter you. I have taken only one Zumba class in my life, probably because I was not in one led by Dr. B, and I came out of that class with a huge smile on my face. Not knowing the moves, I certainly felt like I had two left feet. Considering that it was done whilst looking at myself in a mirror, I could do nothing but laugh as the image in front of me was going in the wrong direction of the other images and my hips were certainly not moving in the direction that they should have been. If you are taking yourself wayyyy to seriously and are a novice, come out and break that habit!



For more information and to let the organizer know you are coming for an accurate count click on the following link -

Zumba Under the Stars - Facebook Event Page!

See you on Friday night the 17th!!
~Meg


Thursday, October 9, 2014

Gathering on a Beautiful Fall Day


I am crazy about themes! 
We just completed our second event of the Fall season that celebrated the theme that is prevalent in all of our happenings here in the barn this Fall. For each Barn Sale and Preview party that we hold, we benefit a local charity or charitable organization. We try to pick the organization so that it fits into the theme of a sale or sometimes we are inspired by an organization and chose the theme based on it. This season is no different and our theme is Education. In this area of Pennsylvania that we live in, we are so very fortunate to have the services of wonderfully staffed and supported public school systems. We also have the choice of some of the top private schools in the country in our back yard as well as a variety of schools that cater to a wide variety of denominations and beliefs. "The world is your oyster," so to speak, as far as education goes. Yet, for many children in our area their school experiences are vastly different.  Our Fall season launched with a fabulous preview party that benefited Chester County Futures which is a poverty prevention program that provides academic, mentoring and scholarship support for motivated, disadvantaged Chester County youth. Their goal is to provide their students with college readiness and life skills needed to be self sufficient and to prosper. We enjoyed learning more about the organization and its successes at the preview party and our attendees had first dibs on some of our one of kind pieces that seem to be the most coveted.


We attached the base of two corbels to an old copper trough. Wouldn't this make a cool beverage holder for wine bottles? It now will for a lucky lady who took it home.


We hosted our second event having to do with education here in the barn today on the loveliest of days. This was a private event given by the Cristo Rey High School in Philadelphia and a group of women who are spearheading an "angel" campaign to supply the students at this school with all of the "extras" that we so take for granted every day...a hot breakfast, tutors, school uniforms, books, etc. I wonder if the angels had anything to do with the beautiful weather?

Watercolor by Artist Cheryl Decker Sauder
The attendees enjoyed a deliciously prepared luncheon,


With the school's color of blue punched throughout the decor


and of course...books!


The weather could not have been any more beautiful and it allowed the luncheon to be held out in the barn courtyard.



I picked everything that was appealing in the garden to assemble the flower arrangements to reflect Fall and to coordinate with the blue.

Nasturtium, purple sage, dill fronds, lemon basil, mint, yarrow and hydrangeas all worked very well together to make sweet little groupings in my blue and white tea cups.



Cabbages in an open vintage suitcase, which happened to have a blue liner, made wonderful decor for  the buffet table.


Loriane, our favorite caterer treated us to her delicious Rosemary Shortbread Cookies which are heavenly and addictive. She sells them by the box at our sales and will have plenty of them for Holiday treats at our next sale.


All in all, it was a beautiful day with a beautiful outcome of supporting another group of people making a difference in the education of our youth.

Our third and final event for our Fall season will be
Zumba Under the Stars 
with Dr. B who is a dynamic Zumba instructor who happens to be M. Night Shyamalan's wife. It too will benefit education and a cause near and dear to Dr. B, Philadelphia Public Schools. This event will be held in the barn courtyard (all of the tables have already been moved out to make room) on October 17th beginning at 6 pm. More information can be found on our Facebook page and website as of tomorrow. No rest for the weary and we are on a roll! Come join us for a last glance at the barn in all of its Fall splendor before we roll in the Holiday season with our Holiday Sale in November. 

                                                                                     Nelson Mandela
Each and every little step we take adds up to a world of difference~
Meg











Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Brave Girls Camp ~ Part 2


I left off stating in my last post that I wanted to share my journey home with all of you. That I do, so here goes. I might make some references that are from my first post so if you have not read it yet, you might want to or you can just continue to think that I am not making much sense. Our last night as a brave girl was a bit somber. I think that all of us were sad to leave our new found friends and such an indulgent authentic environment. As with anything we are fully enjoying, who ever wants to leave? This ran a little deeper in that we were going back to many of the challenges that we talked about, in the morning light. How would we fare with our new brave girl status? We hugged as if we were leaving family members and we said heartfelt thank yous to Melody, Kathy and their staff. Let me tell you, they have the best job ever and they do it effortlessly and beautifully...even though we know how much effort is put into the depth and beauty of the week's events. I had a 5 am wake up call of which I dreaded the entire night. I am not a morning person...shocker. Night time is when my brain is on fire and that night was no different so having very little sleep, I hopped a cab, a little bleary eyed and reluctant to physically end my "walk" in Idaho.


I told you about my not so friendly seat mate on my way here in my earlier post. Well I was a little worried that this flight was going in the same direction when I got on the plane, glanced at my ticket and found my seat, as well as another young man sitting in the aisle seat. Looks like I would have to climb over his lap too! Should I say hello this time? Before I could, he jumped the gun and said, "Hi! I would politely stand up and let you in but I am paralyzed from the waist down." This greeting caused an in depth conversation for the remainder of the flight. This was a young man who was very open with sharing his tragic car accident at 18 years of age that caused his injury. That was three years ago. He told me of how he is trying to go back to college this fall, of the pleasure he takes in writing poetry, the struggles living alone in his apartment and his dream of being an inspirational speaker. Talk about being BRAVE...I told him that he should always shoot for his dreams and that his poetry was a gift...it is. I said to him that he should give it all he had and being that I have children his age, I revealed that 
I  was overwhelmed with emotion when he announced that he was paralyzed and how it happened. As we parted, I leaving first to catch my connecting flight, while he waited for assistance as the plane emptied to get him into his wheelchair, I left him with a parting thought, "I am so proud of all that you have accomplished Bryon Walker." (remember that name) He left me with a knife in the chest, "I wish my mom would tell me that she is proud of me." No this is not the latest installment of a reality TV show but a huge affirmation of a lesson we had learned this past week.


He obviously was...with a smack dab in the face set back and a sense of humor that made you laugh...a belly laugh.

Wow...I booked it to my connecting flight for we landed late and it truly was a sprint to get to the next plane. I boarded it and low and behold, another young man was to be my seat mate...again on the aisle. Were there no women traveling between Idaho and Philadelphia that liked aisle seats? I guess they were all on a plane to Iowa. 

I flopped into my seat and fervently wished that THIS young man would not want to speak. Was I capable of instituting a "don't talk to me bubble space?" Fatigue was starting to set in and after the weeks events and my emotional encounter, sleep was looking like a welcome friend. We both acknowledged each other and after some small talk, I promptly fell asleep against the window and thankfully not on his shoulder.


I woke up with my my face smashed up against the window, to this stunning view. I must have made quite an impression on Mr. young man.  I continued to drift in and out of wakefulness with thoughts of my past week fluctuating between taking in the changing landscape as we flew over it. As I slowly became more grounded in the present as I slowly woke up, I was amazed at the land that we were flying over and the changing terrain. From the arid deserts, to mountains of great height, fields of dry dusty brown and then verdant green. Rivers snaked through the vista and lakes sat still as if no motion was happening in them and they reflected the sun like glass. It struck me that the journey I was taking physically over the changing landscape was very synonymous with the journey of our lives. 
Sometimes the visibility of our path is fairly clear, there are few cloudy areas and everything is visible and out in the open.


Sometimes we cannot see anything, our path is unknown and we trust in others to show us the way.


Sometimes the path is twisted and there seems to be no straight or easy way to our goals.


Sometimes it seems like all we ever do is go in circles...ever have a day like that...or a week or two?


Sometimes life is set out like an orderly grid, everything makes sense...


sometimes it does not.


Sometimes life is verdant and green full of many blessings...


sometimes it is dry and barren, inhospitable in fact to living peacefully...especially for one's soul.


We will experience new unchartered territory as well as the everyday routine.



It is not always smooth sailing but...


even if the blessings are hidden and they are not always obvious. Keep plowing through, keep being inspired by the beauty and the little things and...


Do not settle for anything less...there are is only one chance at this great big existence so seize it, look at the positives, count your blessings, even the little ones, and 


So, as I silently took my snap shoots out of the plane's window periodically, I could feel the young man's eyes at my back. He at one point said, "First time on a plane?" I replied, "No, first time really seeing it from a different perspective." 
Thank you again Brave Girls Club.
As we launched into a conversation that lasted the rest of the flight based on the vision comment, a woman's voice came on the speaker announcing our location, the weather and all of those little details the "man" pilot usually gives you. She signed off with,  'over and out... Susan." How apropos that my flight home was captained by a woman pilot and my seat mates were open and sharing in their thoughts and lives. Funny how that was not the case on my trip out to the Brave Girl River Ranch...

What I did not realize upon signing up for this camp was that the fire would not only be reignited in my creativity...but in my soul. 
~Meg

All artwork in both posts except for my journal entry and "Fabric of My Life" page were created by the uber talented Melody Ross of the Brave Girls Club.