Friday, 23 October 2015
A little bird is here to tell you that the Square Sparrow blog has now flown to its rather lovely new "nest" over on WordPress. Here's the address of our new website, where you'll find more anecdotes about the life of a writer living in the middle of rural Scotland with a polytunnel, a Highland pony and a flock of chocolate sheep. Oh, and husband HunterGatherer, of course! Plus there are foodie snippets, along with the occasional recipe and restaurant review.
Thanks for following and look forward to seeing you there!
PS: We'd love to know what you think about the new site, so please leave a comment there :-)
Monday, 2 March 2015
|Another canapé? Don't mind if I do...|
|And there were more! This time smoked salmon and |
crème fraîche blinis
|Perfectly cooked goat's cheese for starters|
|HunterGatherer doesn't feel he's had a proper meal|
unless he's eaten some beef (which was no bad thing,
as a member of the Quality Meat Scotland
team was in attendance!!)
|Our first ever taste of orange and mascarpone ice cream. |
The verdict? Yum!!
|Lemon mousse as well? Rude not to... (though the pedant in|
me is reaching out to move that errant raspberry!)
|There was even some Isle of Mull Cheddar on the plate|
(reference to the fact that we originally met on the Isle of Mull)
|The tablet didn't last long ;-)|
Friday, 30 January 2015
|A bird has scuttled across the track here - possibly a pheasant|
One aspect of there being snow on the ground that particularly appeals to Yours Truly (in addition to skiing, building igloos and other such pursuits!) is that it's suddenly possible to find out about a whole world of activity that normally goes on unnoticed, namely the movements of myriad animals. So this morning I was out and about (any excuse to avoid work!), photographing the evidence...
|FatCat has evidently been on the prowl|
|Ever not known whether you were coming or going?!|
|One man and his dog appear to have been walking here|
|Someone was too busy pawing the ground to let me|
photograph her hoof prints: "Where's my breakfast?!"
|And, finally, I couldn't resist stomping on this mini-snowdrift!|