Woo hoo! Flurries! I woke up to flurries and a cold wood stove this morning. The dog is excited, my youngest son is excited, the chickens seem less so. I opened the hatch on their house this morning, they walked out and stood on the ladder, and then turned around and have been inside ever since. They seem to have the same feeling toward snow as many other people I know. When the snow banks are taller than I am, I will join that bandwagon and bitch about shoveling. I will. I’m good at it. But hey, it’s the first snow of the season. All that dusty, muddy brown is turning to white. As I type this, my youngest is getting dressed to take the dog out and play. In fact, the dog just ran past my window at Mach 2. She’s going so fast I don’t know if she’ll leave prints.
Yesterday I set up my little jam and cookie wares at a local Christmas craft market. It was a bit of a reunion for some of us vendors who spend our summer Saturdays at the Upriver Country Market. The market, which is held in a barn, closed for the season on Thanksgiving weekend, and will re-open next year at the end of June. Some of us regularly run into each other at other markets and craft sales, but this was the first time the majority of the group was together in about 5-6 weeks. It was fun, and a lot of wine jellies flew off my table, destined to become Christmas gifts. Meanwhile, I picked up a few things for those on my Christmas list, like a great little purse from Val, who makes beautiful leather goods, and for me a little Dutch pie from Monic. I came home with two bottles of wine from the Richibucto River Wine Estate. But the best part of the day was winning a lovely hand painted bowl from the Williams. I grabbed a couple of raffle tickets when I wandered over to the coffee booth and so glad I did! All in all, it was a fun little market. I’ve got two more to prep for this week, so I’ll be busy getting jam into jars and cookies into the oven.
Today though, my oven is reserved for fruitcake. I’ve got a couple of people who’ve asked me to make them this year. And by a couple I mean 25. I’ve got my Nana’s dark fruitcake recipe, which is amazing! Nothing like the bricks you buy in the store, that’s for sure. About ten days ago, I made my fruit and nut mix and put it in a nice, relaxing brandy bath. It’s been stirred daily and should be sufficiently steeped in booze to bake today. Then I’ll baste them in brandy while still warm and send them to their new homes. I will save one for us, though…I wonder if it goes well with the wine I bought? Guess there is only one way to find out.