The Frozen North

You will need to click on the photos to enlarge them to see them properly. The river looked amazing this morning. The outdoor thermometer was registering 11.4F when B Baggins and I went out so I thought it might be worth taking the camera. In the 33 years I've lived here I've never seen Old Hay Brook frozen over to this extent. There have been icy borders at the edges once or twice in the past but nothing like this. It was even more frozen when we went this afternoon but I didn't take the camera thinking there would be less ice not more!

Each of the little weirs looked like a scene from The Snow Queen, there were tiny areas where the water was still flowing over but most of it must have been getting through underneath the ice.

This is a close up of the previous photo, you can see the blocks of ice and the small frozen waterfall with frozen foam at the base. I know this is a common sight in Canada and other countries in the northern latitudes but it isn't very common here I can assure you!

While the weather has been so cold I've been busy indoors. I made the Christmas cake two weeks ago and here I've unwrapped itso I can give it two more tablespoons of sherry. It's now back on top of the cupboard and will sit there until around the 16th December when I shall make the marzipan and put it on. Then that has to dry out for a few days before the final layer of fondant icing goes on. It's beautifully moist and smells wonderful!

I've started knitting again, this is the first thing I've made since I broke my wrist. It will be going in the post for George tomorrow. I'm now knitting a second rabbit also for George.

Some of you may remember seeing this one that I made for him earlier this year. He apparently loves it so much that Cesca can't get it off him to wash it so she's asked me to make another one in the hope that he'll accept the substitute on a temporary basis. Personally I wouldn't count on it:)

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It will be a quiet Christmas for us this year so I'm not doing quite as much baking and cooking as usual. However this morning I did a batch of tiny cheese scones.....

......and a fruit scone round which have joined the Yule Log and the Lemon Cream pies that are already in the freezer. Now I'm going to go and make a big pan of leek and potato soup and maybe a batch of cheese and onion tarts - the soup is for my meal this evening but the tarts are destined for the freezer - if I get round to making them anyway:)

Damson Day

Saturday April 17th was Damson Day at Low Farm in the Lyth Valley near Kendal. The main point of Damson Day is to see the damson orchards in bloom but this year we were doomed to disappointment as the blossom is running two weeks later than normal and there was no sign of it at all. I looked on the internet for images of damson orchards and I hope the member of Keswick Rambling Club who took the above photograph last year will forgive me for using it:) Clicking here will take you to their site where there are some lovely photographs of the Lyth Valley. As ever, if you click on the photos in this post you can enlarge them and see them more clearly.



Damsons were originally grown in the area around Damascus in Syria and were brought to England by the Crusaders so they have been growing here for a very long time. There have been damson orchards in the Lyth Valley since the 1800s and the fruit was not only used in cooking but the skins were used to produce a purple dye.
They have a very tart flavour so aren't really suitable to eat uncooked but are perfect for the beginner at jam making as they are stuffed full of natural pectin and the jam sets easily. Damsons can be used in all kinds of pies and puddings, to make damson cheese, chutneys and wine and damson gin is just as good as sloe gin!
Unfortunately their popularity waned after WW2 and the orchards became neglected until a group of people decided to try and do something about it and formed The Westmorland Damson Association 1996. (The Lake District was in in the old county of Westmorland before the stupid politicians changed the old county boundaries and many of the old county names in 1974 - I have never forgiven them for that!)



The first Damson Day was held in 1998 and it is now a very popular annual event - more popular than we expected in fact! We arrived early and got a good parking spot at the top of the field quite near the entrance but by early afternoon there were hundreds of cars on this field. Mr B Baggins was with us of course and was looking as miserable as he always does on long car rides but when we opened the door and he jumped out I think he was under the impression that he'd suddenly arrived in paradise. The field smelled of sheep - in the world of Bilbo Baggins this qualifies as a 5 star environment! He cheered up immediately and things kept getting better.


As soon as we got through the entrance gate he met these alpacas and thought they were wonderful, his tail wagged furiously and he wanted to get an even closer look. These young males were all for sale and he suggested that we might like to get him a couple:)



He was even more impressed with the ferrets and kept wanting to go back to the enclosure where they were being displayed. It was made clear that he feels I should keep several of them. I wouldn't take much persuading actually, I've always liked ferrets.



There was plenty for two legged visitors to enjoy as well, the craftspeople here were real craftspeople like this young man using a pole lathe.



The high spot of the day for me was meeting Owen Jones who makes oak swill baskets, he appeared in an episode of The Victorian Farm series on BBC and I've wanted one of his baskets ever since. Until very recently he was the last remaining oak swill basket maker but he has now started teaching his craft to other people so hopefully it will be no longer be in danger of becoming another of our lost skills. I spent quite a while talking to him and he was very pleasant and informative. DH had disappeared temporarily and I wanted to look at the baskets more closely so Owen suggested that I loop B Baggins' lead round the leg of his bench so that my hands would be free. He settled down as though he'd known Owen all his life! And I never even thought to take a photo!!



This is the basket that finally came home with me. These are traditional Lake District baskets made by weaving thin strips of coppiced oak around a hazel rim. They had a wide range of uses from industrial to domestic but I like the association with farming where they were used for broadcast sowing, harvesting root crops and for feeding animals. Mine will be used as a weeding basket.



As you can imagine the damson featured heavily on various stalls and you could buy everything damson that you can think of from jam to gin to ice cream and you could buy your own little damson tree to take home if you wanted. I bought this recipe book which 60 pages of things you can make with damsons! In late September I shall go back and buy a good quantity of fruit and try some of the recipes out.



Dry stone walls are a feature of the Lakeland countryside as they are in Derbyshire, Cheshire and Yorkshire. It's another of the old rural skills that was in danger of being lost but is now enjoying a resurgence.



The domestic crafts were well represented, on this small stand you could watch this lady making a rag rug and there were others demonstrating spinning, knitting and traditional English patchwork made using paper templates. This reminded me that I have a half made doll's patchwork quilt begun when my daughter was a little girl - perhaps it's about time I finished it while my granddaughters are still young enough to appreciate it!


Another hit with B Baggins - I'm not sure of the breed but I do know that Jacob sheep often have two sets of horns so that may be what this handsome chap is.

There was plenty of entertainment to be had as well, this is an excellent folk group called Stooshie.

Morris Dancing is traditional English folk dancing that goes back to at least the 1400s. By the end of the 19th century it had all but died out except for a few 'sides' which survived here and there. At Christmas 1899 a music teacher called Cecil Sharp happened to see a Morris group performing in the Oxfordshire village of Headington, he was interested enough to write down the tunes and he began to travel the country collecting and recording the various dances and the tunes that went with them. He founded the English Folk Dance Society in 1911 and Morris Dancing gradually grew in popularity again. There was a long period after WW2 when most people regarded it as a bit of a joke but in recent years it has become popular once more and Morris Dancers can now be seen performing in towns and villages all over England during the Spring and Summer.



The Lakeland Fiddlers provided yet more music, all good traditional stuff and just right for the rural surroundings.


A little memento of a great day out, this little sheep was handmade using a black pipecleaner as a base to stitch the shape on. The lady who makes them has both skill and patience! Bilbo Baggins had a wonderful day and has asked if we can go again next year!

A Woolly Rabbit and a Spring Outing

For the past few weeks my mind has been a total blank as far as ideas for writing blog posts, e-mails and letters were concerned. I've been busy doing things but the constant grey skies appear to have caused my mind to switch off completely. The last few days of lovely blue skies and sunshine have done the trick though and my e-mail in-box is now empty, all the letters are winging their way to various parts of the UK and overseas and here I am finally writing a post.



While I've been absent I've made a dozen jars of Seville orange marmalade. It's the perfect job for a miserable, grey day as working with all the lovely bright orange fruits is a very cheering task.



I've been knitting as well, a cardigan for Gabriel and a rabbit (top photo) for George. When my children were young I used to make a lot of these rabbits and also..


..this owl for the school fairs that were held at Christmas and in the summer. I made an owl for Gabriel last summer and have been intending to do the rabbit for George ever since. It was posted earlier this week and was, I gather,very well received:)



On Saturday afternoon I joined members of our local history group on a visit to Fanshawegate Hall. Several of us met up on Totley Hall Lane and walked up through the fields. There were no rabbits, woolly or otherwise, but there were lots of lambs enjoying a lovely Spring day.



I've visited Fanshawegate Hall many times before as it is open every year under the National Gardens Scheme, it was interesting to see it so early in the year when it wouldn't normally be open to the public. The top photograph was taken on Saturday, the one below is from a previous visit in the height of summer. It's a very old house and was owned by the same family, the Fanshawes,for nearly 700 years until it was sold in 1944.In its entire history only four families have owned it including Mr and Mrs Ramsden,the current owners. Most of Fanshawegate Hall is 16th century but parts date back to 1260 including the dining room and parts of the cellars. In the 16th century it was a substantial manor house but by the early 17th century a large part of the original hall had been pulled down and it became a farmhouse, still owned by the Fanshawe family but rented out to tenant farmers. Much of the stone and timber from the demolished part was used to build Woodthorpe Hall which still stands further down the lane.


The three storey medieval dovecote still has the original inch thick Elizabethan glass in its windows. It's a lovely building.



It is still used for its original purpose and is home to these beautiful white fan-tailed doves.


We were really here to see the house and learn about its history but there was also time to look around the lovely garden and spot charming inhabitants like this cockerel. Isn't he great?



There are many reminders of Fanshawegate's farming past around the garden, here you can see six beautiful old staddle stones topped by enormous stone beams and then wooden planks laid across the beams. This would have been the support for a great hayrick which would be built on here to protect it from vermin and to keep it dry.



I would give my eyeteeth, as the old saying goes, to have just one single staddle stone in my garden. At Fanshawegate they are all over the place, all the real thing, leftovers from its days as a working farm.



Other relics of farming days include this magnificent stone horse trough which has been turned into a water feature with a Green Man watching over it.



Behind the house is the stack yard complete with a marvellous medieval tithe barn, the photograph doesn't do it justice as on this side it was largely hidden behind the parked cars of members of our group and on the other side the sun was shining straight into the camera lens.



At the bottom end of the stack yard is the old farm pond complete with ducks.



A sight that would have been as familar 700 years ago as it is now, a comfortable looking hen pottering about in the sunshine.

The most thrilling part of this visit for me(apart from the scrumptious homemade cakes that Mrs Ramsden provided for us in the 13th century dining room!) was that I was able to fulfil a long held ambition. Every time I have visited the garden I have thought to myself 'I'd love to see what it's like inside the house'. The Hall itself isn't open to the public but on this occasion we were fortunate enough to be invited in and allowed to wander at will both upstairs and down. There are no photographs as it's a private house and I wouldn't want to abuse the privilege we were given but it's great to know that next time I go to a 'Garden Open' day I shall know exactly what lies behind those ancient stone walls!

The Drawer of Infinite Possibilties!

I am almost at the point of completing a cross-stitch sampler which I began at least eight years ago, possibly more! This is unlike me, usually I begin something and finish it reasonably quickly but this sampler contains a few other stitches apart from cross-stitch and one is called Queen stitch. I kept looking at it and couldn't work out how it was done,I passed the first area where it appeared, leaving gaps. I did the same with the second area and all the time I was leaving it longer and longer between each stitching session. Last summer I virtually finished the cross-stitch and backstitch then it went away again. After I finished knitting the blanket for my newest grandchild I decided I wanted a change so thought that I'd get out the sampler, crack the mysteries of Queen stitch and get the so-and-so thing finished! What the expression on the lady's face will say when I take it to be framed I dread to think - after eight plus years it's rather the worse for wear.......
Anyway after this triumph I've decided to look in The Drawer and see what else I have that needs finishing and make this the Summer of Finished Projects. Clicking on the images will enlarge them if you want to see them more clearly.



In the past I have had a mild interest in doll's houses mostly because my friend L has a couple of really fantastic ones which she has done a lot of work on over the years. I went to one or two Doll's House events and obviously got carried away one day and bought this kit for making a miniature baby's shawl. The needles are incredibly fine and the things that look like bits of string are actually hanks of wool! And there are two small pieces of fabric - I don't even know what I had in mind for those - a quilt? miniature cushions? Who knows - somehow I think those will be staying in the drawer for a while yet.



I love this design - actually I bought the chart first and then came across the pack with the silks and fabric in. This is a possibility - but it has beads on it and I've never done any beading. On the other hand if I never try I shall never know whether I can do it or not.



I bought this to do for my elder son and his wife, they have lived in Africa and have a lot of African bits and pieces in their home so it would fit in. Could I get it done by Christmas? Of course I could - just don't ask which Christmas:)



Now what are these doing in this drawer - souvenirs from a visit to Florence with my daughter a year or two ago. Postcards from the church of Santa Croce showing the tombs of Galileo and the great Italian composer Rossini. Michelangelo is buried here too. As for the receipts from Prada - my daughter made me go in there! I didn't want to, really I didn't!



Think I must have had my sunglasses on when I bought this fabric. It's aim in life is to become a cushion cover - it can go in the Lancashire house in the conservatory if it ever gets finished.



Oh joy! I still have the instructions and lots of card templates for the patches! Yeeeeah!!!



Now this little chap is finished but didn't get framed. I feel a stocking present for a small grandson coming on......



More cross-stitch, this was definitely bought for me, wolves are my favourite animal.



Hmmm, yes, well! One day I will learn to crochet and then I can make a lovely lacey something with all this cotton yarn.



You mean you thought the drawer must be empty by now? Oh no, there's still....



....the pattern for some knitted cushion covers. Now these are in with a chance! The beaded cross-stitch ornament is pretty and would be good practise for the Celtic Christmas picture.



Well, well, what have we got here? It's the doll's pram quilt I'm making for my daughter - she'll be 29 next week :):):) Perhaps I'd better move the goalposts a bit and say it's for my granddaughter!



And here's a potholder waiting for me to finish quilting it - if I can still remember how.



Probably about time I finished Wastwater off I think, I'd forgotten it existed (the sewing that is, not Wastwater!) but it's rather nice so I might put that near the top of the list. That's a nasty crease down the middle, why on earth did I fold it? It isn't exactly gigantic! Actually I can't help having a horrible feeling that it got left because I made a mistake somewhere.........



Apparently I was intending to make some cards - I used to do a lot of cross-stitch cards and sell them at craft fairs and I could certainly produce one or two for various birthdays - I'd completely forgotten I had these too.



As for these - WHAT was I thinking? Bookmarks, yes I'll make those up but if I have the other two forever more I still shan't be making tiny bows or rose ribbons for doll's houses. If anyone could make use of them I'd be happy to pass them on. If there should be more than one I'll get DH to pull a name out of a hat. I confess I'm not expecting to be overwhelmed with requests:)

So there we are - which shall it be? Wastwater I think, then Dove Cottage. Let's just hope I don't fall off my perch before I get the rest of them finished.