Showing posts with label After Christmas silence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label After Christmas silence. Show all posts

Saturday, December 27, 2025

After Christmas Silence

We've ate, drank and made merry.
Over-indulged in all the traditions of the season that makes this magical celebration.......magical.
Laughter was in abundance.
  
 


 
Recipe books are returned to their bookcase- home.
It's a ritual I go through every holiday,  drag out the recipe books, yet end up making  the same tried and tested dishes as the previous years.
Tradition prevails.



 
The gatherings are over, the house is tidied.
Time to enjoy a few hours of BritBox and  a nice pot of tea and biscuits.
I hope your Christmas was just as lovely.
 
 

Thursday, January 7, 2021

Tea-Sipping Day



There are whispers of the "s" word in the forecast, just when the sunshine has returned, and green shoots are popping up all over the garden.
I hope the weather-forecasters have missed the mark on this one.

The Christmas decorations were returned to their boxes this morning, another year done and dusted.
We've been spending our days binge -watching Poldark *swoon* on Public Broadcasting Service, my annual donation affords a "Passport" status, allowing unlimited streaming  episodes of Masterpiece Theatre throughout the year.
A little respite in an otherwise chaotic world.


Thursday, December 26, 2019

Winding Down on Boxing Day



We've ate, drank and made merry.
Over-indulged in all the traditions of the season that makes this magical celebration.......magical.
Laughter was in abundance.
  
 


 
Recipe books are returned to their bookcase- home.
It's a ritual I go through every holiday,  drag out the recipe books, yet end up making  the same tried and tested dishes as the previous years.
Tradition prevails.



 
The gatherings are over, the house is tidied.
Time to enjoy a few hours of BritBox and  a nice pot of tea and biscuits.
I hope your Christmas was just as lovely.
 
 

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Winding Down

We've ate, drank and made merry.
Over-indulged in all the traditions of the season that makes this magical celebration.......magical.
Laughter was in abundance.
 
  



 
 
Recipe books are returned to their bookcase- home.
It's a ritual I go through every holiday,  drag out the recipe books, yet end up making  the same tried and tested dishes as the previous years.
Tradition prevails.




 
 
The gatherings are over, the house is tidied.
Time to enjoy a few hours of quiet  a nice pot of tea and biscuits.
And admire my sweet new teapot cozy