Flour. Water. Salt. The three simple, humble constituents of a homemade loaf of sourdough bread; a prime example of Aristotle’s observation that the whole is greater than the sum of its parts.
Fresh snow continued to fall for the first few days and nights of this week, creating whirlwinds of white beneath the brooding skies.
The blanket of snow across the landscape has been shrinking slightly, holes appearing despite continuing squalls of fresh flakes.
No fresh snow fell overnight, though all night long the tireless winds blew about what was already on our hilltop.
Like much of the country, we woke to a mostly black and white world.
After a dull and wet start to the weekend, Sunday dawned crisp and sunny.
At the weekend, I made the River Cottage version of this Chilean squash and bean stew, using one of our stored Crown Prince squashes.
The fifth of January, and the first buds of our Rijnveld’s Early Sensation daffodils have burst into song.
The first day of this new year brought a welcome burst of sunshine to coax us outside.