There’s no mistaking the fact that winter now has us in its grasp. For much of last week it was cold and wet . When we went to the allotment on Sunday, to harvest some parsnips and leeks, we had a gake and I was nearly blown off my feet.
For some reason, this wasn’t a bad enough storm to warrant being given a name.
Fortunately, storm Daragh, that battered us the previous week, hadn’t caused any problems on the allotment.
The park at Nostell was closed to visitors, due to Daeagh, When we went for our regular walk last week we noticed that at least one tree had been smashed to pieces.
The Christmas trees set up in the park were still standing but appeared to have lost some of their decorations.
One of the signs that we have had lots of rain is the appearance of the winter lakes.
The waterfall that empties water from the top lake into the lower lake had also made a comeback.
Paths now need to be negotiated carefully. Ruby is good at avoiding puddles but it is impossible to avoid muddy paws. A game of chase and fetch on the wet grass meant that we had a very wet and dirty little dog.
Fortunately, but not in Ruby’s mind she was due a shower and soon after arriving home she was back to being clean and fluffy,
Finally, one meal that used some of our home grown vegetables was a curry containing some Crown Prince squash and onion.
That’s all for this week so as always stay safe, stay well and stay warm.
I think we bore the brunt of Darragh. One blog I follow on the Borders near Builth showed whole swathes of forest obliterated to matchwood. So sad, the natural world has enough to contend with, without recovery from storms.
It is sad, Debbie- I think we have somr shelter from the Pennines when storms come from the west.