Our Last Supper

Tonight we had our last supper of summer.  School starts tomorrow.  This morning before the day was beginning to ramp up in volume and activity, I put an arm roast into the crock pot.  I made a topping of  cracked black pepper, about three cloves of garlic and half a package of onion soup mix and sprinkled it on the meat.  Then I added some water and let it cook all day.

I didn't take any pictures.  You're going to have to close your eyes and picture a hunk of beef.

Are you done?

I went to the Farmer's Market this afternoon and after perusing my possibilities, settled on some zucchini, yellow squash, and purple and yellow beans.  I then stopped at my grocery store to pick up a few things so I could make a Peach Clafouti.  I found the recipe at one of my new favorite blog spots -  www.mennonitegirlscancook.blogspot.com

Why did I go to this much trouble?  

I wanted to sit around my table tonight with my family. I wanted to put good food in front of them.  I wanted to feel their hands in mine while we prayed. I wanted to see their faces and listen to their words as they told their dad about our day in the soy bean field (more on that another day).  I wanted to watch Will size up the roasted zucchini and say to him his favorite words, "just eat it." I wanted to look at Kelli and Elizabeth who sit beside each other at our table, and be amazed at how beautiful they have become.  I wanted to watch Farmer Boy drink in his kids after a dry day at the office. I wanted us to be together, to celebrate a end of a chapter, the end of a fantastic summer.

It really wasn't much trouble at all.