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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 👍

Said Bear enjoys some light gardening.

 

I think I missed the submission time for Teddy Bear Tuesday.

 

Happy July, Flickrati 😄

The tallest fell in the distance is known as The Old Man of Coniston, or just The Old Man (~802m). Sitting in what is now Cumbria, this is the highest point in the historic county of Lancashire.

It's very popular with walkers and has a number of well-marked tracks to the summit.

Slate and copper mining were carried out on this fell for over 800 years, and you can see spoil tips and the remains of disused mines.

 

This is looking out from Hoad Hill. It's classed as a Marilyn (hill over 150m), so that's two Marilyns I bagged this week =]

Found this Bodum pour over today for less than the price of a coffee. Happy with that. Makes a decent smooth brew, too. The cafetiere will get a rest for a while.

Drink immediately if you have a cold kitchen like mine.The Habitat cup only comes out for this season.

I misplaced my spectacles. These arrived from an online store. A generic prescription. One lens is perfect for me. Better than nothing at all.

Read the recipe book. Then ignore it and do what you can with what's in the pantry.

 

180 g plain flour

70 g bran

250 g strong flour

some sugar

some milk powder

1 1/4 tsp yeast

350 g water

 

Faced with some tired and indifferent coffee, a twist of salt in the cafetiere revives and refreshes. Disappointment averted.

 

I learned this from an American submariner many years ago. People know all sorts of obscure things; the trick is to listen to them.

This handsome house was built in the eighteenth century and subsequently remodeled. It is grade 2 listed and has some interesting features inside and out. You can see the chequerboard cobbles in front.

While the sun shines, make hay. Or find some shade.

Unfortunately Bella has now been missing for a week and we fear the worst.

Lancaster Castle contains Shire Hall, which is a court for hearing civil cases, and the Crown Court, which is for criminal cases. I think the Crown Court is no longer used, being too small for modern trials, apparently.

Everything is better with flowers.

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.

A new tradition for me. Avocado toast with my Russian-style preserved tomatoes.

 

I have never liked the term 'brunch'; it has so much cultural baggage for me. But having spent the morning reading and drinking tea in bed, then brunch it is.

It's winter in Melb so here's a rose to look at.

Layered ideas combine to make an unexpected reality. In life and in my dreams. Waking up and disentangling can be difficult. Melancholic friction. Vividly dreaming of R.

 

Bach cantata on the radio.

 

Yule arrives in minutes.

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:

baytourism.co.uk/area-map/

Everything is reaching and growing and showing off their best features. It's quite intense.

Euskirchen, Germany

A busy day ahead needs sufficient fuel to be successful. My favourite Cornish eggs, scrambled, on toast with some bonza tomato sauce.

  

Spring arrives and everything wakes up, including my garlic. Still usable, I'll cook it up today.

A street planter on Common Garden Street, Lancaster

Sometimes things on my windowsill just come together and make me smile.

Amazing Spanish tomatoes. I won't bother to grow mine again. These are so full of flavor and juicy, too.

 

Lunch for today is a bit of toasted sourdough bread, drizzled with olive oil, a sprinkle of salt, a grind of pepper, and this lush tomato. 🍅

 

Flavor, not quantity 👍

It took a bit less than an hour to make this, but fresh food from fresh ingredients is a real joy to me. Hopefully my friend will feel better soon.

Just walked away from one of the most tedious conversations. Some people just can't sit without filling the air with words. I was reminded of this bollard.

 

Enjoy your day.

The low risers make it easier to take the horse up and over the bridge to the towpath on the opposite bank.

The morning sun fills the kitchen and dries the dishes. Sometimes I wish I had a dishwasher. But then I'd miss out on sights like this.

Edwardian shelters.

But ever cheerful.

 

Smiley seems to have been removed from somewhere and dropped on the pavement. He continues to bring some cheer to a rainy afternoon.

The cupola on the town hall has developed a leak, so a tarpaulin has been installed as a temporary expedient.

What appears to be a roof garden is actually the result of blocked spouting. Irresponsible landlords seem to be rife here. Of course, in the 'old days' a ladder and a hook would have been used to address this. Now it's scaffolding, arrester gear, and a working at height permit before work proceeds. Hence, roof gardens are becoming a common part of the urban landscape.

A UK government minister used this expression in parliament last week and I was mystified by what he was on about. This is what I found:

"In the UK, 4.1 million tonnes of food is wasted in the grocery retail supply chain each year. The wasted food is safe, in-date and edible, but isn’t used by major retailers for a variety of reasons, such as faulty packaging and over-ordering.

 

‘Social supermarkets’ reduce this food waste by selling this ‘waste’ stock at low prices to local people on low incomes who are struggling with food poverty."

 

Anyway this is my dinner today. Not knowing what you will be able to buy each week makes for some creative cooking!

  

When Fleetwood was a fishing town, fishing boats were easily identified by their funnels.

 

I once had a sports car that was described as a 2+2. Fun but useless for any more luggage than a shopping bag

 

This 2+2 (2 eggs, 2 rashers back bacon) will be useful in providing half my daily protein. Fat kept to a minimum by choosing lean bacon and cooking without fat. Eggs cooked with some milk and canola oil. All in the nuke for just a few minutes at 75% power.

 

Happy Sunday everyone 👍🙏

Ivy berries make great ink and dye but are poisonous to dogs and people. Seen along the canal side.

The new kitchen light is bright! Stark, even. But being LEDs is cheap to run.

On a somewhat glum January afternoon the light at Blackpool beach inspired a sense of majesty.

 

It's amazing how restorative even a short trip to the seaside can be.

A lucky grab shot.

The navigation skill of migrating birds never fails to amaze me.

Kept me busy for an hour or so.

Any resemblance to flic.kr/p/2qVRXeY is purely accidental ;]

Made with love.

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