Silent Sunday

Glasgow Uni Tower
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Busy Bees

248/365 Busy bees
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I love making postcards.  Doodling ideas on paper, then drawing them on blank cards, looking through my spreadsheet of names and addresses, writing a message on each, adding stamps and taking to the postbox. A ritual that relaxes me, makes me feel close to the friends I am writing to, helps me to forget about the world around. This week I posted a dozen cards across the world. Now I wait till they arrive.

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Silent Sunday

246/365 Adam Smith
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Silent Sunday

237/365 Lobey Dosser Mural
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Preserving memories

Our friend Irvine recently gave us a big bag of apples from his trees, so this week I decided to make a batch of chutney and also to augment the pink currants from our garden and make a batch of jelly. I’d picked up a couple of mum’s books last time I was home, so yesterday I opened one and was immediately transported back to their kitchen on the Isle of Wight, with mum checking her cupboards for dry ingredients as I peeled and chopped the apples I’d picked from neighbours’ trees.

WI Jam
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Her WI book is dogeared and stained – with recipes cut out from magazines and taped into the back with mum’s notations across them. The book falls open at a chutney recipe with two ticks – so that was the one I decided to make. Mum had recorded her version of the recipe – and after looking through my cupboards this morning and working out proportions I noted down my own version – I’d originally planned to walk down to the shops this morning and buy more vinegar and sugar, but I wanted to get it cooking while awaiting a delivery so this was what I had available.

Chutney recipes
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It took a while to peel and chop the fruit (the recipe said to mince it, and I imagined mum’s raised eyebrows at the thought of taking the time to do that – chopped small was close enough!).

Chutney
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Of course, after cooking it for ages, it was ready to put into jars just as it was time for lunch, but chutney is easier to manage than marmalade, so I turned off the gas and left it cooling while we ate lunch. The result is seven jars – a big one for Irvine to say thanks for the apples, the rest for us.

Chutney
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Now I know, because Delia says so, that I have to wait till my chutney has matured – but I couldn’t resist trying it out mid-afternoon on some oatcakes. It’s pretty good.

Oatcakes and chutney
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But the rest will be stored in a dark cupboard for a few weeks – I promise!

The juice is now straining from the currants and apples ready to make jelly tomorrow…

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Holiday traditions

Postcard from Algot
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Sending postcards has been part of my holiday routine for most of my life. As a child we were ‘encouraged’ to send them to family and godparents, as an adult I enjoyed choosing cards to send to nephews and nieces when they were young. In recent years N and I have been sending them to our parents. Last year I sent what would turn out to be the last postcard to mum while we were on holiday in Findhorn. This year, for the first time that I can remember, I didn’t buy or send any postcards while we were on holiday, because there wasn’t anyone to send them to.

So imagine my joy when I returned home to find a postcard from my friend Algot.  Thank you, Algot. Now to think about drawing some to send around the world…

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Silent Sunday

Coal Tit
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Silent Sunday

226/365 Sunset at Findhorn
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Silent Sunday

Swans
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Silent Sunday

Dew on the grass
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