Winter Berry Muffins

Today I'm sharing one of my absolute favorite wintery breakfast-snack-dessert-things.
(Seriously, you can eat it for whatever!)

The recipe is my grandmother's, and calls for St. John's partridgeberries (or lingonberries), but if you aren't lucky enough to live in Canada, you can use cranberries!  Fresh or frozen work equally well.  I like to buy the cranberries in bulk around this time of year and then freeze them for future use. 

Start by creaming the butter and sugar.  

Add egg, vanilla, milk, baking powder, and salt to your buttery-sugary blend.

Then, mix in the flour.
My mom always did two parts white flour and one part whole wheat,
but you can use all white (or all wheat) if you like.

Pour in the berries and fold until incorporated.


And the finished product!

I am not ashamed to say that I could eat a whole batch of these babies in a few days.  Hey, cranberries are good for you, right? ;)

For some reasons my muffins didn't rise well this time, but it could be because I used almond milk instead of regular milk.  Oh well.  They still tasted amazing. :)

Cranberry Muffins Recipe

1/3 cup butter
1 cup sugar
1 egg
1 teaspoon vanilla
3/4 cup milk
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 1/2 cups white flour
3/4 cup wheat flour

1.  Preheat oven to 350. Cream butter and sugar.

2. Mix in egg vanilla, milk, baking powder, and salt.

3. Stir in flour until blended.

4. Fold in berries until incorporated.

5. Fill muffin tins 2/3 of the way.  Bake for 20 minutes.

Tip:  reserve some berries to add in once you start getting to the bottom of the bowl.  If you don't, you might end up with some berry-less muffins!

December Printable --- FREE

I did it!  I challenged myself to create a new print every month for the whole year (starting in March) and I'm so proud that I actually accomplished my goal! :) (You can see all the prints here and purchase all past ones in my shop!)

In honor of both of holidays we are celebrating this month -- Christmas and Hanukkah -- I created two prints that could kind of be used with both.  Hanukkah is the Festival of Lights and Christmas honors the birth of the Light of the World, so I went with a "lights" theme.  I hope y'all enjoy this print, whether you're observing one or both of these special holidays!

Also, there's a companion print available for $5 in my shop!

Lastly, I promise to have some new posts up this month... I literally have four drafts waiting for me to finish.  Too much traveling the last two months!

Just download, print at home or at a copy&print center, and frame!
Click here to download this FREE 5x7 print!
Companion print available for purchase on Etsy!

This print is free for the month of December,
after which it will be listed in my shop for $5.
Remember, all of the previous free prints offered
here are now available for purchase in my shop!

November Printable --- FREE

Happy Thanksgiving month, bloggies! :) Here's a little reminder to remember what's important in your life and to give thanks for it.  I like to remember the struggles and the trials, too, because those things are what cause the most growth, the things that give character.

This month, I'm counting 1000 things I'm thankful for -- 33 things every day.  Join me?

(I realize I've been scarce the last month, but I have some stuff in the works, so keep checking back!)

October Printable --- FREE

Happy fall, everyone!  Autumn is my favorite season and October my favorite month.  I grew up in Virginia, famous for her tall trees, and October is the most beautiful time of the year.  To see all the trees change their colors is breathtaking, and I miss it so much!

In battling my yearly bout of homesickness, I created a very fallish print for y'all today!  I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed creating it!

Our Story -- Part 4

PART 4, AKA "IT GETS REAL."  This one is also kind
of short, but the next one will be longer, I promise!

I had no intention of striking back up any sort of friendship with Drew.  Somewhere along the line over the last month or so, I had decided that not only did I not like like him, but I also just did not like him.  I hate to admit this, but I'm going to be honest... the first couple times he tried initiating a conversation with me, I discovered that I found his incessant friendliness irritating.  

So I resolved to avoid him.  

Over the summer, our church had moved from meeting at a small elementary school to a large high school, so it was relatively easy to evade him in this new environment.  (And no, I didn't have to resort to hiding in bathrooms this time!)

It was harder to dodge the guy at youth events, though.

One of my favorite parts of high school was being a part of our youth group's drama team.  We ministered at our church, at homeless shelters, on retreats, in children’s church, and at other youth groups and churches.  And somehow Drew was getting invited to chaperone these outreaches.  Ugh!

One night that September, we were serving at a church about an hour away and presented our drama after the worship set.  As we left the stage to find our seats, I was less than pleased to discover that Drew had taken the empty seat next to mine.

Oh, great!  I thought, making a face.  Apparently he hadn't realized that we were incompatible as friends yet.  As if to reinforce my opinion of him, Drew leaned close to me to whisper something.

“My gum is stale.”

“So spit it out,”  I whispered back, hopefully sending the message that I wanted that to be the end of it.

“I don’t have anywhere to put it.”  A pause, then:  “Can I put it behind your ear?”

What?”  Y'all.  I cannot make this stuff up.  I don't know where he came up with it!  Was being annoying just something that came naturally to him?

“Can I put it behind your ear?”  He grinned knowingly, unrepentantly.  I hated that look.

No!”  I felt like telling him to grow up.  I didn’t.  Instead, I threw him a withering look and turned my back to him.  He didn’t bother trying again.

At the end of the message, an altar call was given and Drew, being a youth leader, went to pray for some of the kids from our group who had responded to the invitation.  I took advantage of his absence by making myself more comfortable in my chair, in order to pray.

You are going to marry Drew.

The thought came out of nowhere and I nearly laughed.  I might have, if my stomach hadn’t been sinking through the floor.  I knew the Voice that had spoken.

I could think of a million reasons why we wouldn’t—couldn’t—work.  I mean, hadn’t God been listening earlier?  Was this some kind of sick joke?  I had standards, after all!  I had plans!  And Drew was not in them!  Maybe at one time he was, but that had been months ago.  Now I just found him annoying.  

Anyway, I was seventeen - way too young to be thinking about marriage!

Impulsively, I turned to one of my friends who was sitting on my other side.  “I think God just told me I’m going to marry Drew,” I blurted.

It was a statement I immediately wished I could unsay.  Saying it out loud didn’t make it sound as silly as I’d thought it would.  If anything, it sounded more plausible.

“Seriously?”  She asked as her eyes lit up.   “That’s so awesome! Drew’s a great guy!”

I simply nodded, miserable but unable to find a voice for my protests.  No one would appreciate them anyway.  Everyone loved Drew.  Finally I said, “But I don’t like him!”

My friend smiled.   “Maybe you will.”

Her casual attitude toward my potential future bothered me, but I shrugged and let it go.

Maybe, she’d said. But maybe not.

I was pretty confident I wouldn’t change my mind.  Even if I did, Drew was eight years older than me.  Practically impossible.  With resolve, I put the words out of my head.  

I’d been mistaken.  God hadn’t said anything.

. . . to be continued . . .