The keen eyed amongst you will have noted that there are a mere 19 little black sloes in this basket of colouful rosehips – that dear reader is because our sloe picking mission was something of a wash-out. Not only was it seriously pouring with rain and the sloe bushes lurking in field that was one foot under water (l of course discovered a split in one welly that meant l had about a pint of freezing water sloshing about around my sock) there was hardly any of the little blighters there to pick. We gathered the grand total of 19 of the elusive little creatures, hardly enough for a miniature of sloe gin. However not to be completely defeated we picked a basket of gorgeous red rosehips instead.
We then went home to Rosemary's for hot and tasty homemade lentil soup and fresh rolls from the oven.That was a very welcome lunch l can tell you. After drying off we headed into Stirling to look round the shops and in the evening we sewed (oh yes l took some little bags and berries to Rosemary's as she has (in a moment of rashness) offered to help) and watched High Society on DVD and sang along to those old favourites.
The sun came out all too briefly in the afternoon and l had to snap this fabulous tree in Rosemary's garden, just look at the colour against the sky.
This morning we visited Bridge of Allan and popped in on a craft fair. Funny being on the 'other side of the fence' for a change. The fair was held in a comfortable and cosy type of hotel but the subtle lighting did no favours for the poor crafters whose goodies could hardly be seen even with their own table lighting. There is a lot to be said for the good old basic Church hall with its natural light and open aspect, plain it may be, but at least you can see what people have on offer.
I drove home this afternoon in the most horrific rain storm. Every driver had the gritted teeth determined look and white knuckles from clinging on to their steering wheels as the cars slewed around on the flooded road. Not a pleasant experience.
It has been a lovely little break, l thoroughly enjoyed spending good time with an old friend and really catching up. We ate far too much, kept the wine flowing and generally put the world to rights. Thank you Rosemary for a lovely weekend.
Home again to a flooded garden. My basket of rosehips is ready to be turned into my Rosehip Preserve tomorrow, and l have already taken a box of frozen berries from the freezer to add to the few sloes to make a sort of Hedgerow Gin tomorrow.
I have not even made it over to HQ as the weather is so horrid. It will all wait until tomorrow………….