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I have Gathered, inter alia:

• a 2kg bag of cobnuts (still VERY MUCH in their husks so usable weight is going to be... less), destined for some combination of sage & cobnut salted caramel (to go with medlar sticky toffee pudding)/blackberry and cobnut jam/an Ottolenghi courgette and cobnut salad (made with allotment squash but not alas my own basil)
• cream, to make said caramel
• not quite as much flour as I wanted (1.5kg each of wholemeal and white bread flour; 1kg spelt) because the shop was inexplicably out of 1.5kg bags of flour
• some ... fascinating ... discounted-because-no-one-had-bought-them Quorn Protein Snacks, which we turn out to not actually hate

I have also: strained the yoghurt (slightly more than I intended but nobody is exactly going to object); converted the resultant whey into two proto-loaves of bread (one wholemeal fig & pumpkin seed & spelt, one mostly-white poppy & caraway) to be baked tomorrow morning while our energy supplier will pay us to wiggle electrons; Had Therapy; spent time with The Child. Sleep now? Sleep now.

Associative, not causative, but I am abruptly feeling rather more hopeful about the way I think the migraine's been Worse over the past few months; I'd been quietly concerned that maybe it was just... continuing... to escalate... but maybe there is an addressable Issue after all!

(I've not been managing to keep a headache diary, or indeed keeping up with much in my notebook. I have today successfully taking steps towards unfucking said situation and am feeling much better. Fingers crossed it sticks.)

Celebrating. RAIN. MULTIPLE PROPER DAYS OF IT.

Reading. I have given up on Weathering (Ruth Allen), in that I had struggled through only a little of the first post-introduction chapter when it autoreturned to the library a second time, and by this point I'd taken several screenshots to send to people for yelling purposes. ("To put therapy in a replicable, familiar, closed box of a closed room, in a clinical environment, is to say an individual thing got broken and now must be shut away to get fixed ... Therapy has no echo in nature when you see it behind closed walls, sealed in to medicalised or clinical environments, disconnected from the messy edges of the encroaching world"!!! THE COCOON METAPHOR IS STARING YOU IN THE FACE.) It has had its second chance; I think alas it is not for me.

HOWEVER. I am back on my EatYourBooks indexing bullshit! And have thus read Jams with a Twist (Kylee Newton, National Trust), which I will be keeping, at least for now; and I am most of the way through Notes from the Jam Cupboard (Mary Tregellas), which I will ALSO be keeping, because in addition to the fine Brythonic surname she............. has a Mitteleuropäische family history of the form "her mother moved to Devon from Czechslovakia, For Love", followed by spending a fair bit of time in Austria as an adult, and I am finding her very soothing company. Not quite finished this one (I have yet to actually read the final chapter on breads), but aaaaalmost! Almost. I swear the next book will be one I am going to actually give back to the charity shop--

And meanwhile, in another part of the forest, I have also made a start (thank you the library) on Proto: How One Ancient Language Went Global (Laura Spinney). I have thus far greatly enjoyed the introduction and a good chunk of the first chapter (on Proto-Indo-European's own parent language); there are many excellent Language Facts and also many excellent facts that are not directly about language; I am Having A Good Time and Do Recommend.

Listening. We've wrangled a whole pile of potions for the upcoming last event of the year! We have therefore also listened to a bunch more Hidden Almanac! We're just edging into summer 2017. Georgina is being Threatened but has not yet Arrived...

Playing. More Color Bus Trip, and also Tukoni: Forest Keepers!!! Or at least our first run through; there are 9 Steam Achievements we have not yet Achieved so we will be doing at least one more in the relatively near future, and it is just as soothing and delightful as the prologue and does a really good job of incorporating but largely not repeating the material from the prologue. V v v happy about this.

Cooking. The veg box brought us multicoloured beetroot, so, a variant on the caramelised onion and butternut squash tart, with rings of sliced beetroot in Colours Various and also rosemary in the custard. Since I was making pastry I made a double batch and turned the other half into approximately apricot-pistachio squares, with some figs in addition to apricots; this time I did double the frangipane, or rather all of its ingredients except the sugar, and this was very satisfactory. Will attempt to remember to do again in future. (Hi, future Alex who is looking for notes on this topic!)

I have also made Fig Soup, by which I mean Approximately Fig Jam But I'm Working Myself Up To Boiling It Up Some More. Alas I do not think half sugar to the weight of fig is sufficient for my textural purposes so plausibly I will just... empty everything back into the pan and add... another kilo of sugar. (And then I desperately need to repeat the process with the rest of the figs...)

Eating. FIGS. Strawberries. More of my mother's beans. A has been making akuri. Generally it is a season of abundance and feasting that I am greatly enjoying.

Making & mending. Iiiiii need to actually tie off the ends for patch #1 and move on to patch #2.

Growing. DID I MENTION THE RAIN.

I have furthermore sown some kohlrabi and some fennel. We Shall See.

Lightly adapted from mygreekdish.com ( 1 | 2 ).

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