Our middle daughter Gabby came for lunch today (and brought most of it too, as she always does, AND got a bunch of Asters for me. I love being brought flowers.) It was pouring with rain, so we had a Socially Distanced lunch down in what was mum's kitchen, with the door wide open and Gabby with her mask on except when she was eating or drinking.
It was lovely to see her again. We discussed what was likely to happen at Christmas. I had to say I didn't think it would be a family one this year - she and Danny could spend it together and we would all meet up in a car park somewhere to exchange gifts. Not ideal, but hopefully it would be a one-off, from necessity. Once there is a vaccine, we could have a sort of "Second Christmas" and all sit down together, safely.
There was a gap in the rain, and some blue sky, so Tam and I had a quick walk up the hill late afternoon. The clouds were amazing.
These bare fields have had the grass killed off, so I assume they will be re-sown. This is where the 10 or so Red Kites were feeding on meeces when Tam and I had our foraging walk a few days ago. The lane we were on is on the right-hand margin of the furthest brown field.
Looking up the valley. Next door's cows are all grazing peacefully.
Black Mountain disappearing under clouds. I wonder if we will get to walk up to Llyn y Fan Fach this year? I doubt it now.
I had a busy morning and as it was chucking it down with rain from the moment we got up, I decided it was time to make a pan of soup. My gosh, pan - it was more like a VAT by the time I'd finished blending it. Recipe is HERE, over on Tracy's Farmhouse Kitchen blog. I've frozen 2/3 of it and there is still plenty to see us through the weekend.
Keep dry everyone!
