Friday 27 November 2015

Leaves against a shabby old door

...and more on the wash'us floor.


These leaves are from a weed, a large weed, some kind of non-native cotoneaster of which there are several plants on and around the Boggy Brae. I presume their berries and seeds are spread by birds and, possibly, deer. One is supposed not to like invasive weeds but on a day as grey and dreich as today, the wet and brightly coloured leaves are a joy so, well waterproofed, I went climbing over fences and splodging through damp sodden vegetation and cut some branches for a vase.



Thursday 26 November 2015

Chopsticks and fondue forks

The fit took me to clean out a kitchen drawer. Wonder what happened to the other chopstick? And have we got enough fondue forks?

Which reminds me to put Gruyere, Emmental, and baguette on the shopping list for next week.

Kirsch we have already.