Blending of Planes: I am leisurely farming

The wooden house was completed not long ago, and Robin is currently leading the construction team to work on the progress of her daughter's laboratory.

So Sean's bedroom finally ended its days as a makeshift dressing room.

In the newly completed wooden house, a dedicated powder room was separated. The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the window and gently sprinkled on the light-colored wooden floor. Several high stools occupied a corner of the sunlight and were neatly placed side by side in front of a long makeup mirror.

This makeup mirror was purchased by Haley. At that time, she was full of praise for the style of this makeup mirror when she was shopping online. At her strong request, Sean hung it in the dressing room.

At this moment, Haley was standing in front of the makeup mirror, concentrating on putting makeup on Claire, who was sitting at a varnished birch table.

The table was covered with a soft white towel, on which were placed various cosmetics, layered and almost covering the entire table. These were the treasures that Hailey had previously stored at Sean's farm.

Sean watched from the side, feeling somewhat puzzled: I don’t know how Haley collected so many cosmetics. They could almost hold a large wooden box.

"Sean, I just went to see my sunflower garden. Thank you for taking care of it." Claire said gratefully.

"Capybaras are so cute, Sean. What do they like to eat? I'll bring them some gifts next time."

"The weather is getting hotter, Claire. Let's wait for a sunny day and go to the beach in the south to sunbathe." Haley suggested again.

"Swimsuit is indeed a problem. What style do you like?" Claire asked softly.

Haley leaned over to listen to Claire's whisper, then smiled and said, "That's unexpectedly bold."

In between putting on makeup, the three of them chatted casually.

There are some green plants and dried flowers placed in the corners of the wooden house, which add a bit of vitality and warmth to the entire space.

The wind outside the window blew gently, causing the curtains to sway gently and make a rustling sound.

As the makeup process progressed, Claire's lady makeup was completed.

After that it was time to change clothes, and of course Sean was politely asked to leave.

With the mentality of a water ghost, Amber, who had originally planned to stay in the house and enjoy being fed by Claire, was pulled out by Sean. At this time, she was lying listlessly outside the door.

The theme of this shooting was decided a few days ago: collecting raspberries and making raspberry jam.

After getting familiar with the shooting script, since I had already collected raspberries 5 or 6 days ago, I was familiar with the shooting of the collection part.

On the way north along the mountain, two beautiful girls were sitting in a cart, and Sean was pushing the cart behind them.

The addition of this cart was based on the experience gained during the first shoot. At that time, the two women were exhausted because they had to carry too many equipment and things collected in the wild.

Before departure,

Sean pushed the cart out, and then he remembered what he had said before, and said half-jokingly, "We agreed before, do you want to get in my black car?"

Unexpectedly, the two girls agreed with great interest, and the above scene occurred.

As the cart bumped along, two pairs of beautiful little feet swayed slightly, and the slender lines of their bodies emitted bursts of fragrance in the sunlight.

Hailey was a little unbalanced at first, and her body swayed from side to side as the cart rocked. She held on to the side of the cart tightly with both hands, trying to steady herself.

Seeing this, Claire reached out and gently held Haley's shoulders to help her keep her balance. The two smiled at each other, and Haley's tension eased.

"La la la~" Claire hummed softly. Her voice was clear and pleasant, echoing along the journey.

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A fire ignites the twilight, and a wisp of green smoke spreads the evening.

After completing the collection work, the three people returned to the farm and began filming the raspberry jam making process.

Because of their love for the newly built pond and capybaras, they were responsible for the transition shots in this video.

In the afterglow of the sunset, Claire in the camera puts the freshly picked raspberries into a large bamboo basket and gently rinses them with clean water to remove the dust and impurities on the surface.

She carefully inspected each raspberry, picking out those that were not ripe or had blemishes. Then, she put the washed raspberries into a strainer to let excess water drain away, leaving only clean and moist fruits.

Time passed slowly, and the blue-black twilight gradually covered the dusk light.

On the built stove, the sound of burning firewood burst slightly, and the sparks slowly dissipated with the wind direction.

Claire put her white wrists on the basket of washed raspberries into the heated iron pot, then added an appropriate amount of sugar, about two-thirds of the weight of the raspberries, and simmered it slowly over low heat.

She gently stirred with a wooden spoon to coat each raspberry evenly with the sugar.

As the temperature gradually rises, the raspberries begin to release sweet juice, which blends with the sugar to form an attractive aroma. Claire gently stirs it from time to time to ensure that each raspberry is evenly heated to prevent the bottom from burning.

Her shoulders swayed as she stirred, causing her chest under her white dress to rise and fall slightly, adding a touch of mature charm.

As the brewing process progressed, Claire's forehead began to sweat slightly, but this did not affect her concentration.

Her hair sparkled with golden luster in the afterglow of the setting sun, and occasionally a few strands of hair gently touched her cheeks, adding a bit of softness to her.

As the raspberries melted completely, Claire used a knife to cut a few lemon slices, squeezed fresh lemon juice and added it to the pot, which not only added a refreshing sour flavor but also helped keep the color of the raspberry sauce bright.

When the raspberry sauce began to boil, she took out the extra firewood from the stove below, and the whole liquid turned into a bubbling state. She used a spoon to constantly skim off the foam and excess skin to ensure that the sauce was clear and transparent.

As time went by, the sauce became thicker and thicker. Claire took a small spoonful of the sauce and dropped it on the cold dish to test the consistency. When the sauce formed a shape that was not easy to flow on the plate, she knew that the raspberry sauce was ready.

Finally, Claire turned off the flame and let the raspberry jam cool slightly.

She took out a row of clean glass jars and carefully poured the hot raspberry jam into the jars until each one was full.

She quickly put on the sealing lid and then turned the jar upside down for a while, so that the residual heat could be used for secondary sterilization, while also ensuring that a vacuum was formed inside the jar to extend its shelf life.

When the raspberry jam was completely cooled, Claire neatly placed these handmade delicacies on the wooden table. Against the backdrop of the night, the camera captured the raspberry jam that was painstakingly made.

After the shooting, it was time for the three of them to have dinner together.

As the night deepened, the fire in the wooden house illuminated the figures of the three people, creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

After Claire's suggestion, they decided to share the remaining raspberry jam with their neighbors on the farm so that more people could taste this delicious treat from nature.