My nocturnal habits of late are continuing. The night is peaceful. I put some chicken frames with a few root vegies and herbs in the crocky on low on Friday night when I got home. I forgot all about them till tonight when I got home after a working bee in in NHP this morning, then a bit of work for Shirley Hughes pruning a big cypress in the afternoon. That's Ok, 24 hours on low is good for stock. I turned of the crocky after I showered and just now strained the liquid off and put it the fridge so the fat gells on the top for removal in the morning. I put some lentils and beans in a dish to soak and tossed in some brown rice and barley, so I'm ready to cut up up vegies in the morning for a soup. Lib took out a kilo of beef mince so I'll do a spag sauce too, and cut up vegies for to go with our roast lamb tomorrow evening. I can bowl it all over quickly on the morrow as it's all well organised.
At the working bee today we pulled a lot of ivy from a trouble spot, mulched some fruit trees, cleared leaf litter from the drain behind the museum, and Roy Kendall, a champion of champions, attacked the kiwi fruit, in the sense of cutting it back. It was not good timing for a working bee, July is inhospitable and there were other things happening. But because of those dedicated people who came to help we really did do some good work. And I left feeling fantastic.
Now I'll sleep very well.
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