Coddled Eggs

Coddled Eggs

Friday, 9 October 2015

                           The sands and Thyme

The weekend was to bring strong winds and it did ,what it also bought was sand ,so much sandy dusty dirt that we coughed our way through the three days it engulfed our area.
Sometimes living in the country can be less then ideal.
Time to plough...although it would be pertinent to check the forecast as 120km winds were predicted.

I dare to say topsoil from the dairy farm ended up 30 Kms away.

I should count myself lucky that we were not engulfed by fire as it is also the time for burn off.

Thank goodness for a good dose of rain to return everything to normal.

I love how everything is always left with  glistening drips....

Like Fairy lights...... 

Because it cooled down very quickly I searched the net for some good recipes for a warming dinner and discovered two amazing blogs. Mary you will love the French one . I ordered the book  and cannot wait for its arrival.

I tried to get all inspired to cook something really amazing...complete with a pudding.....but then I got carried away searching recipes. I just love recipes ,watching cooking programmes and scouring the net for foodie blogs. If I put as much energy into using the recipes as I do finding them I would be twice as heavy as I am .Hmm maybe that is why I am so happy to just gaze instead of graze.

When my friend Saapke came to stay we started a puzzle. Saap is an expert and did almost half the puzzle in an hour.
I have it sitting on the coffee table and manage to find  a few pieces each day that fit.

It was nice to have a fire going .
I always love to sit with my favourite recipe book ,
by the fire....

It was lovely to end the day curled up with the girls (grandchildren) planning a treat for the next day.

Getting water cress was high on my list and going for a walk was high on Skye's list and finding a baby bunny was high on Oceans' list so off to the walking track it was to kill three birds with one stone.
The track is very sheltered and very easy to walk .The little footbridge has a crop of watercress  and of course everywhere you look there is evidence of bunnies.

An Arm down the rabbit hole ...

Home  just in time to snuggle by the fire before more huge wind gusts and more rain....

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