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Across the bay from Heysham sits Black Combe, the southernmost fell. Its rocks were laid down 460 million years ago, so it is likely to sit there for a while longer.
All these little signets were cheeping along to remind mother that they were still with her. Dad was further upstream, keeping an eye on the bloke taking pictures.
Rising in the Lake District National Park as a series of streams, it flows rapidly downhill to the north of Kentmere where the River Kent flows into the Kentmere reservoir. The reservoir was built to regulate the river flow, which benefited the mills located further downstream.
No work yesterday, so I spent an hour peeling and pickling a surfeit of garlic.
It needs best to sit for a week before use. I often feel that way, too.
Wine vinegar
Water
Sugar
Sea salt
Black pepper corns
Pink pepper corns
Dried chili
Chili flakes
Bay leaves
Dill
and my secret spice mix
Peel, trim, blanch the garlic
Sterilize jars
Bring mix to boil then simmer 2 minutes
Put bay leaves, dill and pink pepper into the jars
add the garlic
pour over the mixture, having cooled for 5 minutes
Put lids on
Cold water bath for 30 mins
Store in fridge for up to 30 days
Blue and green garlic
Sometimes garlic changes color when pickled. It's normal and not poisonous or harmful.
The undulations are a challenge to injured Achilles tendons but the walk is so rewarding.
No crowds, just sunshine filtering through the canopy and birdsong.
Arnside signal box was built in 1897 by the Furness Railway, it is a Type 4 design constructed from stone, possibly influenced by the architectural practice of Paley and Austin.
Here are the Radical Steps. The individual treads are not uniformly spaced, which makes navigation a little hazardous. Step 9 (labelled) was particularly interesting, having previously strapped my achilles to limit movement.
As I tottered back from hospital last night I was struck by the brightness of the moon and the clarity of the sky. There are an awful lot of bright lights on the side of the building (out of shot) so I was amazed this came out at all.
Autumn is the time to sub-divide and put up some of my plants. I'm running out of window space. I think my friend will be welcoming some plants to his flat soon.
Visione invernale. Winterly vision. Cameraphone. Bologna Centro Storico. Bologna Downtown. Dicembre 2021
Took this a few years ago after visiting Kew Gardens. There's a face to be found. No prizes except a feeling of smugness 😁
I just discovered these growing on some waste ground behind my building! I think I shall gather these in the next few days,once they get a bit more sunshine! Can hardly wait =]
I cannot abide wasting food; it is so lacking in imagination, will, and sense of responsibility.
The supermarket was dumping these avocados because they have gone too soft to sell (too soft for whom?). So I grabbed one to use for my salad.
This avo has come all the way from Peru. 20% of the emissions from growing it are made of the transportation, so putting it in the bin will be more than a waste: i find it offensive.
Sure, it wasn't the greenest fruit, but smashing it and mixing in a chiffonade of scallions, garlic, cayenne pepper, and some lemon juice has made this into a delicious accompaniment for crisp lettuce, or whatever.
And the farmer in Peru has my gratitude for growing such a wonderful fruit.
I found all these locally in my favorite shops. Get some baubles, a length of tinsel, a glass pot the size of a large flower pot, a string of 50 leds, and this is what you get. Twinkly in the corner.
The big companies have reduced the numbers of independent brewers considerably. It does the industry no good at all but increases big corporations' profits.
The rain arrived, fell and moved on. A pleasant 23 degrees and a Mediterranean sky are the consequences.
The ancient chapel of Saint Patrick is now in ruins. It was a place of pilgrimage for British early Christians and a small group of monks.
There are several odd architectural features such as the doorway here.
Inside the Atkinson shop. An almost bewildering array of excellent tea and coffee, as well as some essential gear for the home barista.
Roasting is done on the premises.
Also, it's a B Corp company with high ethical standards.
I'm reading a book about the heyday of British picture postcards. The scenes and colours remind me of times past and inspired how I edited this quiet scene of the River Lune at high tide.
A knackered Ferguson tractor in Whangamomona. The tyres look good enough to be revived with new tubes, and some TLC for the motor and running gear should produce a workable tractor, ideal for a small holding.
Not sure what the big bolt on the ground is for, but I can see why one might keep it handy - you just never know when it might be useful!