We built our farmhouse, lovingly called "Still Woods", the year prior to Hurricane Katrina. It is located off the coast of Mississippi, on approximately nine acres. We planned this home for several years, often driving out to our property envisioning what was to come. Our home is situated on a dead end road and yes, I am afraid that according to a famous comedian, we "must be a redneck"! Alas, the directions to the house do include, "and when you get off the paved road, follow the gravel driveway..."! Don't you just love the crunchy sound of tires on a gravel road?!
Are you looking for a fabulous ice cream recipe for a 4th of July celebration? Luckily, your search is over! I shared this ice cream recipe several years ago and it is a perfect time to share again. This is a traditional cooked custard recipe my dad has made for years. It makes the most creamy, deliciousness that you will ever put in your mouth. You can really taste the difference between a cooked ice cream and a non-cooked ice cream. It doesn't take long to prepare this recipe and it is worth the little bit of effort you will put into it. In fact, I have all the ingredients sitting on the counter ready to make the custard. I have to tell you that we often fight over who gets to lick the spoon and clean out the bowl! Let's look at the Starting Line-Up. Just a few basic ingredients. Please note that the ice cream salt in the picture is only for my ice cream freezer and not for the recipe!! If you are like me, I like the recipe all at once and...
I am so excited about your new blogging adventure!!!
ReplyDeleteYour farmhouse is beautiful and I love how to came to the name. I do indeed love a gravel road, or in our case a gravel drive!
ReplyDeleteFrom one Southern girl to another (oh, and my Daddy was born in Jackson!)...Welcome to blog-land!
all my best,
joan
Thank you Joan for the comments! It is exciting to be a member of blog-land. From Dallas (by way of Jackson!) to New Hampshire...what a journey. I love reading about your journey and your lovely farmhouse. My father was stationed in Maine when I was younger and I got a kick out of your post about the wreaths! Why take your wreaths down when you hunt Easter eggs in the snow!
DeleteBlessings to you and your lovely blog! I discovered your thoughtful comment on my blog this evening and just had to come visiting. I enjoyed each one of your posts. They are all so uplifting...so honoring to God.
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting me and becoming my new friend...I, too, have joined your list of friends.
I hope you have a wonderful week,
Warmest wishes,
Carolynn
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