Although Sunday's weather (when we went to Malvern Fleamarket) was cold and foggy at the Fleamarket, today we had sunshine, and the birds are singing more and more noticably with each day that passes. Woodpeckers locally are drumming - and have been all this month - and two feisty cock Robins were having a ding-dong on the rockery last week. Plus I have seen the first Daffs on our recent travels, and I have my first Crocus out in the garden.
Malvern was enjoyable, as it always is. We were lucky it was a dry (if cold) day and there were lots of outside stalls, which always make it more interesting. I had a game plan for what I wanted to buy, and ended up buying TOTALLY different stuff, but that's life, you have to buy what is available. I didn't take any photos as the light levels were so poor, but you know the usual stuff which is there from past photos and visits. A token Malvern photo up, which I'm sure I've used before.
The only trouble with Malvern is that is takes about 3 days to get over getting up half way through the night (3.30 a.m., to leave at 4.30 a.m. to get there before 7.30 a.m.) We were like Zombies yesterday! We drove in the dark until the pre-dawn light just before Hereford . . .
I've just come in from doing battle with the Brambles along the edge of the paddock. We used to have a lovely little path along by the stream, and Fahly (my lovely Arab horse) used to love thundering up through there, breathing fire! I have managed to cut right through the thicket of Brambles which was blocking the way - some of the growth was 15 feet or so in length. I know I shall ache in bed tonight as my shoulders are already aching!, so it may be a case for a couple of Panadol at bedtime. Still, I need to get myself fit again and get those muscles working which have been siting idle all winter.
Here I had just made a start. You can see it's in Quite A State there . . .
Looks impenetrable doesn't it? But I had secateurs and thick gloves, and determination.
As you can see, Ghengis decided he would help me. There;s quite a bit of clearing of sickly young trees which needs doing along the stream bank, and a couple of diseased bigger ones to come out too.
I felt in a baking mood, and we needed a fresh loaf, I belatedly got that started and I had a hankering for a Lemon Drizzle cake, I made one of those as well.
Spelt and Golden Linseed Loaf:
And the Lemon Drizzle cake . . .
As it came out the oven. Now pierced with a skewer and soaking up lemon juice and sugar. Yum...