Sunday, December 7, 2014

Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence, Bountiful Pecans, For When Baby Visits

1. This ancient hymn gives voice to the mystery of God's plan for our salvation. Originally composed in 275 AD. and set to a 17th century folk song , it remains hauntingly beautiful to this day. For me, it provides the focus and pace that I crave at Christmas time.

Steve hones his technique

Mini pecan pies ready for the oven

2. Pecans! Sara and Walt gave us a bag full of fresh pecans from their parents' tree. In our kitchen today was the sound of hammer on pecan...for about an hour. Steve whacked and cracked. I stirred and baked : ).
3. We secretly bought all baby items for our party's gift exchange. Sippy cups, wipes, a bumbo seat, etc. We wanted to surprise one of the couples who welcomed their first grandbaby last week. The look on Sherry's face as we all took turns opening gifts that were baby items was priceless. At the end of the game we handed all our gifts over to Sherry and Sam. (Great idea, Lita!)


  1. That IS an ancient hymn.
    What beautiful pecan pies!
    That was such a wonderful and unselfish idea. I bet her face was priceless. God bless you guys!

  2. Wow, Leonora, that hymn was gorgeous, and I love its pace. Thank you for sharing it. I hope all your readers will take time to listen to it. And I hope you have a Merry Christmas!

  3. That is a wonderful idea for a gift exchange! And good looking eats there - I confess that I buy already shelled pecans. There's a place on I-75 in south Georgia I always stop. But whacking away at them like Steve does is an awesome thing.