As a contribution towards the Christmas food, our Elder Son and his Fiancee ( who loves baking) made a Gingerbread House. They enjoyed creating this one evening after work. When they arrived here on Christmas morning, the Gingerbread House had to be snowed-on with icing sugar, before the Gingerbread People and a garden path of Gingerbread Stars could appear.
The saddest part came when the house had to be taken apart at the end of Christmas and the gingerbread shared between three families. No one could bear to watch, so Elder Son had to do the deed on his own. The gingerbread tasted very good!
This year`s Christmas weather was the wettest I can remember. The Winter Jasmine flowers were the only cheerful things to be found in the garden.
Not quite ready for gingerbread, our baby grand daughter was ten weeks old at Christmas and happy to watch, smile and try her best to join in.
Living in the beautiful New Forest, I am a married late-fifties woman, a recently retired teacher and the mother of grown up boys who have flown the nest. I share my days with cats, dogs, ponies and the wildlife all around us. Starting this blog is a chance to explore woods, fields, lanes and heath with my camera. A chance to share the simple pleasures of my country life.