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The North Wind Doth Blow...

Robinson and I walked up the hill to the video store this afternoon and it was bloody cold. Like winter cold, not fall. The wind was from the north/east - what the weather guys call an "outflow" wind for us because it sweeps over here from the mainland. That wind is the one that brings snow, when we get really serious snow, which is hardly ever. It's not cold enough to snow, but it was cold.

Despite that, I spent an hour or so in the garden after I got back from our walk, cutting down my ginormous sunflowers, which were now beginning to look sad and tatty, and generally clearing out my front flower bed. Four big rudbeckia plants are still blooming, and provide a splash of autumnal colour. In the back garden there are still roses blooming, but things are beginning to look a bit tired.

I have a piece of lamb to roast for my dinner tonight; sometimes I just have a hankering for the kind of Sunday dinner I used to have with my mum. I hardly ever cook roast lamb because it doesn't do cold meat for sandwiches as well as beef or chicken do, but I shall make curry with the leftovers. I think I'm going to go whole hog and have roast potatoes and gravy and everything. No doubt the animals will enjoy some bits of lamb, too.


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Nov. 24th, 2008 01:46 am (UTC)
I like your daily blogging. Lamb for dinner is fine, very fine--especially with homemade mint sauce, like my granny's. You know, I have to recommend a book to you which I just read--it reminds me of Buffy but involves werewolves: it's called 'The Lonely Werewolf Girl', by Martin Millar, available at Munro's. Happy November.

Nov. 24th, 2008 02:18 am (UTC)
Re: Mm
Thank you for the reccie! I'll have to look for it :)
Happy November to you, too.
Nov. 24th, 2008 02:54 pm (UTC)
I definitely feel that we've crossed into winter, now, too.

And Sunday dinners are one of my fond memories of living with my in-laws, though they're something I myself can rarely (extremely rarely... on the order of once or twice a year) manage. Roast lamb is lovely.
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