85% Crab Apples and 15% green Wildings. Both will go to make Crab Apple jelly shortly. The result of foraging whilst on a walk down by the river today. Tree after tree of Crab Apples (so I don't need to raid the one I saw in the grounds of what used to be Builth Castle (just the motte, moat and bailey remain. No stone in sight! These were all taken to rebuild the town after a disastrous fire in the 1690, though probably robbed for building prior to that too.
A Crab Apple tree with tiny yellowy fruit on the river bank.
The river down by the rocks, fuming and swirling.
Calmer waters.
Not very clear, but this is a Wilding tree, grown from a discarded apple core and true to one of its parents. This would be just as good cooked up as a jelly. Fortunately I had about 20 crab apple trees to choose from!
As you can see, I had a lovely walk with my friend Pam and her dog, and glad she loaned me a big canvas bag to put the apples in.
I spent a goodly while this morning carefully clipping the binding into place on the quilt, only to look properly at it and realized I'd clipped it to the wrong side . . . Put that right after our walk.
I've been fighting with myself about putting the central heating on, but it WAS only 15 degrees in here and my hands were like blocks of ice. I am about to go in the living room (warmer anyway) and drape myself in the heated blanket, which will stay switched on so I can turn the heating off. Electric blanket to be switched on tonight too. Yet - until the sun went down it was lovely and warm out. After the frosts, I've been pulling the curtain and pulling down the blind in the kitchen, but that still leaves the window over the sink uncovered, so I must do something about that before winter is here. Should have done it when we first moved in in fact.
Keep warm.
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