Last year we had a tawny owl nesting in the big birdhouse behind our house, and we were lucky enough to see its baby (or babies?). This year we have a new tenant, and it looks like another tawny.
One morning we saw a red squirrel climbing the oak tree and the owl watching it warily. The squirrel ended up climbing right up onto the birdhouse roof!
The squirrrel was obviously not familiar with the Tale of Squirrel Nutkin – who gets his tail bitten off by an owl.
I have a new whittling knife but gave myself a blister, so my thumb needed a whittling break.
I finished these back in the summer, I’m just hopeless about blogging. My first two rag rugs, one in denim and one in assorted old bedsheets.
Both were made on the same warp. The denim rug lives in our bathroom, and the pink one was claimed by the girls.
This mother & calf have been frequent visitors to our garden over the last few days.
The clocks have changed and the dark days have started. A couple of weekends ago, before it got too wintry, we met some other families down by the sea and grilled sausages together for dinner. I took this panorama before the sun went down.
Look what I bought for 10 kronor this weekend!
Isn’t she pretty?
It’s a good plum year, and they’re falling fast. I’ve already cooked some and frozen some, now encouraging Mr C to make some plum wine …
Yesterday I picked about 4 litres of blackcurrants. About half went into the freezer on oven trays, so we can have free – flow frozen berries for winter baking and for the kids’ “cocktails” (bubbly water with frozen berries). The rest went into a small batch of jam.
We eat very little jam these days, so I make small batches with low sugar content and freeze it in silicon muffin trays. One jam muffin is just the right size to plop into a jar and keep in the fridge.
Just look at all those lovely currants! I was never a big blackcurrant fan as a kid. I have a memory of them being small, a bit dry and kindof disappointing. Maybe the NZ climate isn’t right for them, or maybe the varieties have just changed a lot over the years. In any case these are plump and juicy and sweet.
One particular bush produces these huge berries, the size of small grapes. A lot of these ones never make it into the bucket!
The only crop the slugs don’t want! I harvested on Sunday and made the first braid last night.
I made a decision not to weigh my harvests this year, because I’m so defeated by the slug problem. But with the exception of salad leaves (there’s been a lot of those from the veranda vege patch), I have been diligent in photographing all our harvests, and I’m putting them all into a gallery, here.