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Arriving At Camp |
Portage
August 2006 Newsletter In This Issue...
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| Welcome
Hey All Welcome to my Portage Newsletter. Well, I finally did it. I got the Jeep's transmission problem solved, paid for, and created the freedom to spend 12 days of July at one of my favorite fish camps in N. Ontario. Whew. I'm feeling oh so much better. I'm a wandering soul with little attachment to planned destinations. For me, it's the discovery and insight along the way that is so much more important. So take what suits you from this newsletter and discard what does not. I won't mind a bit. As I've said before, my intent for this newsletter, if anything, is just to present the musings of a wandering woman. And I do appreciate your feedback. Keep it coming! "My aim is not to teach the method that everyone ought to follow in order to conduct his reason well, but solely to reveal how I have tried to conduct my own." ~~René Descartes A special thanks to those of you who have passed this newsletter on to others. I'd love to hear your thoughts, insights and understandings. deb@portagecoach.com If you're anticipating a transition, personal or business, just give me a call at 231-879-4178 or 877-762-4178. Suddenly the days are much cooler. How did that happen? One minute we were sweltering in record heat and then the next thing I know, the nights have become wonderfully crisp. The air is dry. Plants in the garden are starting to brown. The summer daisies that lined the country roads near my home are being replaced by the more autumnal Black-eyed Susan. I can hear the occasional chain saw, the first sign that some of us are preparing for fall and winter. Families are scrambling for one more holiday before school begins. The county fair is in full swing. And I'm enjoying evening campfires in the backyard without mosquitoes! As you may recall from my June newsletter, It's the Berries, I’d ended June here in Northern Michigan with a bumper crop of blueberries picked and frozen. At the end of July I headed for Northern Ontario where I traveled just far enough north that I was back into prime blueberry season. Oh my, I hadn't planned on picking more blueberries. I went to fish after all. But I'm a harvester at heart. And whether it's fish or berries, when the opportunity presents itself I can't help but act. This time, I didn't freeze berries. It was nice not feeling the responsibility to “put up” my harvest but, instead, without the kitchen facilities of home, allow myself to indulge and fill my belly with berries every day. And thanks to all of your responses to my June newsletter, I had plenty of recipes to choose from. So here's a sampling of my fish camp berry fare. I hope you have the opportunity to enjoy them as much as I have. From Patt Osborne...
In a blender, combine all ingredients
for about 30 seconds. Pour into a chilled glass.
From Shelly K...
Mix topping ingredients in
a small bowl. Set aside.
From My Mom...
In a 2-quart saucepan, bring the blueberries, water and sugar to a boil. Lightly mix together all dumpling ingredients. Drop dumpling dough by spoonfuls into the boiling berries. Cover and cook for 20 minutes over moderate heat. Serves 4. From Denise M...
Melt the butter in an 8 or 9 inch square pan. Put blueberries in pan with water and 1 cup sugar. Leave on burner. Simmer while making crust. Mix the flour, milk and 1 cup sugar together. Mix well. Pour over blueberries. Bake 1 hour at 350 degrees. Check all along to see if juice is cooking out. If so, add a little water to keep cobbler juicy. Serve with ice cream. From Me...
Combine egg, milk and butter. Sift dry ingredients and add to egg mixture. Beat. Drop on lightly greased griddle, sprinkle about 2 tablespoons berries over each cake. Turn when bubbly and browned. BLUEBERRY PANCAKE SYRUP:
Mash blueberries until somewhat smooth. In saucepan, combine berries, syrup and salt. Bring to boil and cook for 7-10 minutes, stirring gently, or until thickened. And finally, suggestions from
Karla K., who seems to have a bit of a blueberry fetish...
"Better than any argument is to rise at dawn and pick dew-wet red berries in a cup." "I am not bound for any public place, but for ground of my own where I have planted vines and orchard trees, and in the heat of the day climbed up into the healing shadow of the woods." "I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief... For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free." "We learn from our gardens to deal with the most urgent question of the time: How much is enough?" ~~Wendell Berry Peace and much love
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