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Friday 1 November 2013

It's not hamburger meat!

Howling winds and no desire to go outside made me walk into the cooking department. 
I found some colourful cookie photos and thought that I should give it a try. I could find my cookie forms otherwise I would have cut them into hearts.
After JP. came back from his photo tour we had a nice "cuppa" coffee and pink strawberry flavoured cookies.
You want one?
Maybe I will make green christmas tree cookies in December......
PS.
JP captured a ghost at the cliffs.
Do you SEE it too?
A SEA ghost.
if not keep scrolling....to the bottom
For recipe go below

Wednesday 30 October 2013

Wordless Wednesday, nearly

I picked up that idea of a wordless Wednesday. Here you are:
8: 15 AM ,   26,6°F  (-3°C)



Evidence of the first light frost around our house.
Later, 2 crows came to admire the colours on the rose bushes..

Tuesday 29 October 2013

Fresh Lettuce in October?

Just a few days ago my dear husband mentioned that he was missing our salads with garden-fresh lettuce and herbs. Today I had a surprise.

Where does this lettuce come from? asked J.P. incredulous.
Out of the garden! 
NO! YESSS!
On October 29th !
Temperatures have been dropping from week to week now but, there is still some sort of life in my garden patch.
After dinner I walked over to take a few shots. Just to prove it. :))
Some lettuce and Parsley have survived so far. I kept an old plexiglass window tilted halfway over the plants to give them a bit of protection against the chill. It paid off so far.
Look, there is even a pea growing! Hey, dude, you are LATE!
On the other side Cosmos and Pot Marigolds (calendula) are glowing in the setting sun.
Tonight will be the first night with temperatures falling under 32°F (0°C).

The pumpkin has to sleep in the house for sure. Otherwise it will get mushy.

So,what did we have for dinner?
Baked chicken breast, rice and a tossed salad, with lettuce and tomatoes from my own garden.
But I guess this will definitely be the last lettuce for this season - or?

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