7/28/13 Sunday at Jefferson, OH (Kenisee Lake-TT)
Today dawned sunny with blue skies. Lovely. We slept in, of course, after our late night last night. St. Joseph’s Church in Jefferson is very much like the original Catholic church in Leavenworth, WA (John’s home town). Small wooden building with a balcony at the back for the choir. They had a nice choir and good participation from the packed church (11:00 am Mass – the only one on Sunday). Interestingly, I noted to John that I didn’t see a crucifix. Normally it’s above/behind the altar, but here there were stained glass windows there. In time, I noticed that there is one, above and to the front of the altar. Wonder why they put it there? On our way home, I realized that we needed to buy the mushrooms we’d forgotten yesterday, for our planned dinner that had gotten shifted to today because of our lack of mushrooms. So John turned back, thankful we hadn’t gotten all the way home, and we went to a local grocery store. It seems there are no Krogers in Ohio, nor Pennsylvania.
It was lunch time when we got home, of course. When we finished, I suggested we try the “excursion” train in Jefferson: A C & J Scenic Line. Our paper said it ran on the weekends, 1 and 3 pm. John agreed that it would be a good idea. Since I had an hour and half before we’d leave, I got to baking the Pumpkin Wheat Muffin recipe I’d been planning on for some time. Way back I got the pumpkin seeds, finally realizing that I’d never find them unshelled, and got the shell off with a small pliers. With those in hand, I needed to figure out a substitute for molasses, since that would make sugar I shouldn’t have at breakfast with my fruit. This morning I thought of a good one: maple syrup. Sweet, about the same consistency as molasses and it doesn’t “count” as sugar in my food intolerance diet. Thus I made our muffins. Success!! They taste almost as good as the ones we made from the stone ground flour mixture we purchased in Indiana, at the covered bridge mill.
Off to the train. It was a “Bandit Hold-Up Train” this weekend, so you can follow the story in my photos at the end. (Forgot to place the cursor here)
The good guys got the bad guys at the end of the line, so then the engine moved on the rails from the front to the new front (right in front of our car). We got to swing our seats to face the new/opposite direction. This is an OLD train: notice the rust on our window frame and old fans in the ceiling. Fun times, just a few miles from home, in Jefferson.
After supper, Justin called and we had a great time sharing. The best pre-birthday gift I can think of.