Monday was my last day of quarantine. We made the most of it.
Nan and Pop bought me a kite for my birthday, but I haven’t been able to fly it until now. Why? Who knows. The Bigs and their excuses…not enough wind, too much wind. It was worth the wait!
We also picked all the plums from the plum tree in our front yard. We harvested 25 pounds of fruit. Mom and I used some of the plums to make an Austrian plum cake.
I’ve taken to dressing like the karate kid and doing strange moves in the living room.
On Saturday we went biking. The Bigs rode on a trail called Duodenum. Strange name. I guess because it curved around over and over again like the eponymous small intestine.
On Sunday we hiked the very popular Tam McArthur Rim trail. The views were terrific. From the ‘End of Trail’:
we saw: North and Middle Sister,
Broken Top,
and Mt. Bachelor. (Not to mention Mt. Washington, Mt. Jefferson, Three-Fingered Jack, Mt. Hood, and even Mt. Adams all the way up in Washington.)
I’ve been putting my starter and biga to good use. My latest creation, a whole-wheat sourdough boule:
The Austrian Plum cake and boule looked so tasty, Watch out pop we have a new bread baker in the family! And my goodness such big words, I have to use a dictionary to read your blog. I wonder if there is a jejunum trail.
Wow!! I’m impressed like aunt Cheryl. Such a delicious looking cake. And I’m sure it tasted great. And the bread?? Are you trying to make Pop cry taking over one of his favorite things to do😂😂did you make any jam from all the fruits??
Was mom pinching you in that picture of the two of you?? You look in pain.
It’s so nice to be able to grow your own fruit and make a pie. Looks delicious as does the bread. I would venture a guess those picture of the mountains will be covered with snow and it will be time for skis.
The plum cake looks scrumptious!! I can’t believe all the out-of-ordinary wonderful things you’re able to bake/make!