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This shrub has thrived in a front garden. It's now as tall as the house in front of which it stands.
Until I looked this up in a 'big book of Clematis' I hadn't realized there are so many varieties. All the characteristics indicate that this is a 'Broughton star' but, whatever it is, it's pretty, cascading over the wall.
An iron staple, or joggle, where the stone block in which it is seated has split and partially fallen away. It's possible to see how the joggle sits in a chiselled recess which is filled with lead.
By hanging my bananas in the air the ethylene that they emit is dispersed. Ripening slows down a bit.
Thank you to the farmers of Costa Rica who produced these.
While cooking breakfast I took my eye off the Aeropress for a moment. Goodness knows how this happened; it just fell off the counter.
The mess on the floor is just a small part of it all. The question has to be, "is it art?" Coffee grounds and brewing coffee has spread and poured and spattered everywhere with complete abandon. I think it's a grenade from Quetzalcoatl to shock me out of this strange mood.
On the morning after turning back the clocks for winter. A gloomy, grizzly day outside. An extra hour in bed to read and drink more tea. Bliss.
My favorite erstwhile apprentice baker is now working as a roofer, restoring historic buildings. "AI won't replace this job and everyone has a roof," he said.
Carrots
Red onion
Garlic
Oil
salt and pepper
Mendi spices
Parsley
Coconut milk
Chicken stock
make the base
then add carrots
cook 5 mins
then add stock
boil then simmer
blend
then add coconut milk
garnish with parsley
30 mins start to finish
Looking out of the window of the train; it was a stream of landscape images, like I was running headlong through an art gallery.
Never cooked this before. Some recipes suggested trimming, stripping, and general faffing about. I took my more direct approach; cut cleanly in half. Drizzle with olive oil and roast for a few minutes (15), flipping after 7 minutes.
A pretty porcelain pedestal from around 1890, on display at the Crossness Pumping Station.
It makes a nice change from the ubiquitous plain white of today.
If you're interested, the label reads:
Porcelaine Anglaise Cauldon
E.P. concessionaire Paris
Grand Prix 1889
Cauldon was an established porcelain manufacturer based in Stoke, but like many businesses over time, it changed hands several times before disappearing. Cauldon made some charming tableware from around 1904, which is quite sought-after.
I took this on a Canon Powershot G10; I'm in two minds now about charging the battery - I am sure my phone takes a better picture.
Air fryer baked cheese, egg, tomato, with more Red Leicester on top, in a tortilla case.
Sliced tomato with house dressing.
Whole grain mustard.
20 minutes.
In the foreground is the derelict coal-fired Williamson Power Station; on the horizon are the Heysham nuclear power stations and in the middle distance stands a solitary wind turbine.
Seen from Lancaster Castle.
A friend has not been well and his kitchen is being remodeled so I made him some soup. At least his microwave is still usable.
I love the color of these berries. However, they taste terrible, so it will be a long while before the birds finally eat these!
On the far bank of the Lune are solar panels for making electricity. Not a full-blown solar farm but enough to power some farm machinery and keep costs down.
As usual, the breeze picks up with the incoming tide.
At Heysham is the pretty and ancient village church of Saint Peter. Parts of the building go back to the eighth century at least. It's full of rare Anglo-Saxon stonework.
I caught sight of this on my way from Saint Patrick's Chapel which is even older.
After a morning of indecision, I took the bus to Morecambe Bay. What a glorious afternoon it was.
Morecambe Bay has been described as a pit-stop for migrating birds that come from the Arctic to over-winter and feed on the millions of creatures that live in the sand, marshes, and salt marshes.
Try hitting 'L' and wander about the image - on the extreme left is a 'detectorist' who risks the quicksands in this area (a sheep was rescued near here only yesterday). Looking across the bay you can see Grange-over-Sands, Barrow-in Furness, and possibly a bit of Ulverston.
In the distance you can see the fells of Cumbria/Lake District.
Map, here:
To be fair, this door hasn't been maintained in years. But it's interesting to see how the varnish is flaking off in the sun.
It's been a glorious sunny day and I'm so grateful for not having to work today. A good walk to the river with time to take in the sights.
Looking at the kitchen clock it appears to be time for an aperitif. No need to complicate things. A good splash of chilled soda water seems to be a good idea.
Happy Friday 👍
The accepted wisdom concerning pelargonium flowers is to pinch them out when they are over. But they are still too good for the compost bin, so here are some in this little hand-cut crystal vase that I picked up from a charity shop.
Apparently, crystal glass doesn't mesh with the current predilection for a kind of pseudo-scandi minimalism; just as well I'm not a 'dedicated follower of fashion'!
It took some savage cropping to get this how I wanted. Dalton Square has a number of these ornate and rather lovely lanterns.
Lit by electricity now.
This part of the canal is teeming with tadpoles. The weeds, while not ideal for canal boats, are home to many creatures.
Said Bear enjoys some light gardening.
I think I missed the submission time for Teddy Bear Tuesday.
Happy July, Flickrati 😄
Recently my Member of Parliament stood up during Prime Minister's Questions to complain about the state of our roads being "like the surface of the Moon." While the government has allocated a sizeable chunk of money to the council for road repairs across the county, a significant amount is likely to be spent in the Grand Départ section of this year's Tour de France, running through Morecambe.
For the moment, I would suggested cyclists avoid this section of Moorgate.