Brew time

I have had a very busy time of it for a latter part of 2009. Today was the first time a sat down with a brew with time to myself. I had just finished packing up Degsy and retying the straw bale as the Trangie came on to boil. I made a brew and sat down with a mince pie. The Robins were having a field day on the freshly dumped manure. As I sat in the shade of Degsy, out of the icy wind, I supped my brew and watched the Robins flitting about and considered recent events. On the whole I am content. Just one more obstacle to clear and my hopefully inner peace will return.


















I have a little ritual that I perform at the lottie each winter roundabout the winter solstice. I take my hip flask and sprinkle some of the contents on each of the growing beds, and saving a little for myself, I toast the past year and the year to come.

Happy New Year.