...my Followers, my WOYWW folk, and blog friends. I do hope that you have a festive Christmas and a New Year filled with promise, creativity and contentment.
I have missed joining in WOYWW for a couple of weeks or more. I had dramas with a burst hot water pipe under the concrete slab and the excavation is not a pretty sight. It's been full of anxious moments and wouldn't you know, the 'comprehensive' insurance won't pay for any of it. On top of that, I've picked up some kind of staph infection through a cut on my elbow. (I seem to recall my Mother telling me not to lean on my elbows at the table!) Well... both the infection and the antibiotics have me a tad laid low. BUT I will bounce back, mark my words.
It's two days before Christmas and it's hot, as it should be. Not much over 35C I'd say. Went to the Farmers Market this morning, reasonably early and picked up vegies, eggs laid yesterday, and dried fruit without sulphur in it. I love these 'Heritage' radishes in different colours.
We stopped off at the local supermarket to get a few things and there was a young busker outside blowing her heart and soul into some Christmas carols with grunt!! She was ably supported by her twin brother who gave me permission to take her photo. Isn't she great?
LLJ, I thought of you and this photo is for you!
Purchased some spices and sourdough bread for tonight. The spices are for a fresh batch of dukkah to take with extra virgin olive oil and the bread to our Street Christmas Party tonight. That will be great fun as some people whose properties are beach houses we don't see through the year very much.
BTW, I posted the dukkah recipe not long ago - you can find it here. And the EVOO is grown and pressed locally.
|Here are the ingredients for the dukkah. The kitchen smells gorgeous after all the spices are toasted.|
If it isn't still too hot, we'll walk down the hill to Carols by Candlelight, but I'm reserving judgement on that.
You might recall I mentioned that my Christmas cards would probably mutate as I got to around the forty or fifty mark. Well they did just a bit and here's a snap to show the little changes.
|They've been fun to make in batches.|
Here's an Irish blessing that I rather like:
May your roof never fall in
And your friends never fall out.
Happy days to all,