Bread, birthday, battery hens
It hasn't been a wildly exciting week, but I have been comfortable and busy and able to watch tv. The Benson family are super kind and there's always someone in the house or coming home or going out which is nice. Also they all cook very well, especially Kate.
Some of you may be following the progress of the battery hens on instagram. They arrived a few months ago with hardly any feathers but since then have learned how to scratch, peck, dig up bugs and have dustbaths. They are pretty cute but really get under my feet when I'm gardening. It's amazing that animals with almost 360 vision still manage to be run over by the wheelbarrow on a daily basis.
I was lucky enough to join Bread Church last Thursday. It's basically half a dozen folks from the community making bread in the local church. Kate runs it and she taught us to make bread with a much wetter dough than I usually use, which is a total game changer! The bread is way easier to handle and once baked is much softer and moister. I am now obsessively reading Kate's book on sourdough.
This weekend I visited my wonderful sister in ole London Town for her birthday. She is now super metropolitan and takes a train to work right in the centre of London. It was so nice to see her! And mum, dad and Josh. Very grounding and energising.
I have been taking up carrots and onions, chopping and freezing pears and apples, making jam and jelly and generally clearing the vegetable garden ready for winter. There's a lot of bare ground after everything's put on the compost, which makes me uneasy: the hardest weather is on its way and the soil is exposed and vulnerable to erosion. But it isn't my garden. So I do as I'm told and learn new things where there are gaps in my knowledge. I guess everybody does things differently, everybody has different values and I just have to figure mine out as I go along.
Oh hi there
Dobby looking slightly more morose than usual
Some of you may be following the progress of the battery hens on instagram. They arrived a few months ago with hardly any feathers but since then have learned how to scratch, peck, dig up bugs and have dustbaths. They are pretty cute but really get under my feet when I'm gardening. It's amazing that animals with almost 360 vision still manage to be run over by the wheelbarrow on a daily basis.
Dustbath time!
I was lucky enough to join Bread Church last Thursday. It's basically half a dozen folks from the community making bread in the local church. Kate runs it and she taught us to make bread with a much wetter dough than I usually use, which is a total game changer! The bread is way easier to handle and once baked is much softer and moister. I am now obsessively reading Kate's book on sourdough.
This weekend I visited my wonderful sister in ole London Town for her birthday. She is now super metropolitan and takes a train to work right in the centre of London. It was so nice to see her! And mum, dad and Josh. Very grounding and energising.
I have been taking up carrots and onions, chopping and freezing pears and apples, making jam and jelly and generally clearing the vegetable garden ready for winter. There's a lot of bare ground after everything's put on the compost, which makes me uneasy: the hardest weather is on its way and the soil is exposed and vulnerable to erosion. But it isn't my garden. So I do as I'm told and learn new things where there are gaps in my knowledge. I guess everybody does things differently, everybody has different values and I just have to figure mine out as I go along.
How pretty are broad beans?!?!
So many onions
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