Sunset from Hill House, Mount Helen. February 2024

Sunday, September 27, 2020

Spring

I do know that September is really the tail end of winter, no matter what the government and the BoM have to say about the beginning of spring.  September can be cold and grumpy. It can also be warm and sunny.  Depends on its mood on the day.

I knew that the weather had turned quite dark on Friday. Even so, I was somewhat surprised to look out the window at Rupert and Hugo's place to see this:

Rupert, looking at it with some consternation


There's garlic growing happily in there.
There are also broad beans just poking through.
Or there were :D



 

Hugo absolutely loved it.  Rupert, not so much.  Hugo went out and more or less started sledging. He launched himself at it and slid along. He had a great time.  Then he zoomed and zoomed and zoomed.  Rupert stood under cover with me and watched him.  You could hear him thinking that Hugo was quite, quite bonkers!


Then the clouds went away, the sun came out and all the snow melted.  We've just had rain since then.

Lindsey and I ventured out to look at one of the newly restored markets yesterday. The Lakeside and Brown Hill markets have both been relocated to a road through the park near the lake to make social distancing and crowd control easier for the organisers. It was quite fun to have a potter about but we did our actual shopping a the mushroom farm and Elaine.

And I am still having fun cooking.  Freyja told me about a recipe she had observed on Instagram and then adapted and made herself.  It sounded interesting so I gave it a go.  Freyja's was suitable for vegans.  Mine was suitable for vegetarians - until I topped it with some fried chicken pieces


Broken up lasagne sheets, simmered in stock and white
wine with green vegetables, garlic and tarragon
plus some parmesan cheese

Then I made parmesan crisps with the left over parmesan and mixed seeds

Possibly the easiest recipe ever!
Mix grated or flaked parmesan with seeds of
your choice.
Bake in a medium oven until lightly browned

Oh. And I've picked the first ever lemon from out little lemon tree. That was exciting!

Welcome, little lemon


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