jubilee jottings

This has been the perfect week to be on jubilee.

I awoke on Monday to a stunning sunrise and the glare of ice.  I sat in front of my light box, saying morning prayer and conspiring with the cat to make it an ‘at home’ day.

Tuesday was supposed to involve a trip to Edinburgh to see friends — but more ice meant more purring from Molly-cat.   That was the day of real decadence.  If I had been working, I’d have claimed the ice wasn’t too bad. If I had had to go out, I would have.  But there was no reason to spend six hours driving just to freeze in biting wind while fretting about the ice when one can simply say, ‘next week?’

Wednesday was baking day:  my first attempt at puff pastry, mincemeat, Christmas cake (notice how I run late, even when on Jubilee).  A bit of recycling, made much more exciting by gale force winds, and the deep satisfaction of oiling my dining room table.

Yesterday?  Well, I’m not sure where it went.  I watched the Scotland for Marriage video in appalled delight, then finished my consultation form.  I fiddled about online.  I tended my sourdough starters, and experimented with pumpernickel bread (partial success — but too much molasses and not enough chew).

Today is cleaning and shopping and soup-making — as well as the baking of the mince pies.  I do read too, of course.  And pray.  And look at blogs. And catch up with friends.  Advent is much gentler on Jubilee, and all the more glorious for it.

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