You know in school or university or work when you’re asked, ‘so what did you do at the weekend?’
Never did I think I would be replying, ‘well, I picked bowls and bowls of fruit, vegetable and seed heads, cut flowers and put them in vases, dealt with last week’s fruit, helped re-make the water-but stand, and made rice-crispy bars.True it’s only Saturday, and I did some of that on Friday, but still’. And then I blogged about it of course. Which out of all those things would you find the strangest? For me, it’s still the blog.
Not that I would actually say that’s what I did to other people, because you just don’t do you? (She says, announcing it to whoever happens to read this.) Still, I wanted to tell someone: “I did that!” Because these were my first attempts at several things: making a water-but stand, (surprisingly enough) both the redcurrant jelly and the redcurrant cordial, and the rice-crispy bars. And later I made a blackcurrant cordial too which is also gorgeous! Apparently I don’t like to eat redcurrants or blackcurrants straight, but I do like them in a cordial. It’s probably the added sugar! These are also great ways of using and preserving fruit that would otherwise go mushy: make jam, jelly, relish, cordials, etc. Bottle it, freeze it. . .
So, anyone done anything exciting/interesting/new/unusual that they want (and can) admit to?
Anything you can say; ‘I made that!’ about?
I find it amazing that you can use ‘cordial’ and ‘strangest’ together and not apply them to each other… As for things I can say I made, alas, this weekend there has been none.
Having said that, it is interesting how having a complete stranger on the Internet ask you if you’ve made anything is now one of my most compelling reasons TO make something. if you can call writing words for a story no one else is likely to ever read making something 😝
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Everyone’s idea of what’s strange is different I guess, and I’m happy to accept that mine is perhaps more different than most! I’m also glad if I encouraged you to be creative, whatever the outcome.
I hope you feel able to share your writing with someone one day. I know it took me years before I felt able to show mine to anyone, and that first person was family. It was even longer before I was brave enough to enter competitions and put it out for anyone to view. Sometimes I still wish I could keep it to myself, but then remind myself that- wait, why am I doing this again?
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