Every best wish for the New Year and Christmas (no, I'm not late, it's still Christmas!) and I hope everyone is well and able to be with their family.
After the weird year we have had, I have to confess that I wasn't looking forward to Christmas. Not being able to plan proper get togethers is brutal. We have had our daughter with us for a few weeks now, and we had a nice quiet pleasant time at home.
The lack of enthusiasm in advance meant that I left it too late to buy a Christmas tree, so I had to improvise. In the front garden we have a scrubby little self-sown bay tree that we have never got round to digging up properly. In the front room we had a vase of fresh roses that I hadn't bothered to throw out, and which had dried in the vase. The substitute Christmas tree was a couple of branches of bay with the dried roses tied to it. It looked wonderful for a few days, but we never got round to putting the branches in water, so the leaves all dried up and curled. Do you detect a theme here?
Today I made chicken stock with left over bones from our Christmas dinner and threw in a couple of bay leaves. Believe me, they were the most aromatic leaves ever! The rest of the leaves will be stored in a jar to use in the kitchen. We should have enough to last us for the whole year and beyond.
Let's see what 2021 has in store for us...