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now it really is spring
May. 8th, 2020 06:43 pmOur snow is pretty much gone. Just a few little lingering thin layers of ice here and there where there had been snow dunes or piles where we had shovelled snow. Each morning this week, as I hop onto my trike to pedal to the Archives for another day sitting alone in the library sorting through piles of papers so that I can enter into the database what we have before putting them into boxes on the shelf, I have been looking at the piles of leaves that had collected last autumn against the rocks at the entrance to our walkway, and wishing I were working from home, so that I could rake them up during a lunch break. However, most of the week, by the time I got home from the afternoon half time job, doing analyses in the lab at the uni, I was really to tired to even think about it.
In fact, on Wednesday evening I was so tired that I got home just after 18:00, did my yoga straight away, and was in bed by 19:30 and slept for nine hours (5 to 7 is more normal for me). This meant that I had enough energy, and enough time, before work to try making some yeast-based naan, after years of making it with baking powder. I shared photos of it to my new Instagram account*, which cross-posts to FB, where one of my friends asked for the recipe, so I typed up what I did.
( Naan filled with Nettle almond butter, and a photo thereof )
Note that this was my first attempt at making Naan with yeast. Normally I just do it with baking powder, having learned that from a newspaper article back in the 1980's.
When I got home from the lab that evening I had some energy left (nine hours of sleep when you are accustomed to 5 to 7 will have that effect), so I did a bit of that raking I had been wanting to do. Whilst in the yard I noticed that the first of the nettles are starting to grow (good thing, I am running low on dried nettles), and that the poor strawberry patch has become quite completely infested with grass.
Therefore, this evening I took the time to dig out the strawberry patch, extracting large blocks of dirt/grass/berry plants and setting them aside. Tomorrow I will go through the squares and attempt to extract the berry plants from the grass, and re-plant them in the patch. Hopefully they will survive the process (they survived being transplanted from the field to this location the summer after we bought the house, so I suspect that they will be fine.
I must admit, when I read post from my friends who are in serious quarantine because they don't dare get sick, or because they live in countries with much stronger restrictions than Sweden has, I feel vaguely guilty that I am still going to work and occasionally get to see people. Plus I am benefiting from the quarantine conditions elsewhere, as I get to join in zoom meetings, and make progress on sewing projects and mending. So while things are hard on so many other people, my life is still pretty darn good. I mean yah, it would be even nicer if we could go to events, and there was someone to cuddle with, but given the global situation, I have it good.
In fact, on Wednesday evening I was so tired that I got home just after 18:00, did my yoga straight away, and was in bed by 19:30 and slept for nine hours (5 to 7 is more normal for me). This meant that I had enough energy, and enough time, before work to try making some yeast-based naan, after years of making it with baking powder. I shared photos of it to my new Instagram account*, which cross-posts to FB, where one of my friends asked for the recipe, so I typed up what I did.
( Naan filled with Nettle almond butter, and a photo thereof )
Note that this was my first attempt at making Naan with yeast. Normally I just do it with baking powder, having learned that from a newspaper article back in the 1980's.
When I got home from the lab that evening I had some energy left (nine hours of sleep when you are accustomed to 5 to 7 will have that effect), so I did a bit of that raking I had been wanting to do. Whilst in the yard I noticed that the first of the nettles are starting to grow (good thing, I am running low on dried nettles), and that the poor strawberry patch has become quite completely infested with grass.
Therefore, this evening I took the time to dig out the strawberry patch, extracting large blocks of dirt/grass/berry plants and setting them aside. Tomorrow I will go through the squares and attempt to extract the berry plants from the grass, and re-plant them in the patch. Hopefully they will survive the process (they survived being transplanted from the field to this location the summer after we bought the house, so I suspect that they will be fine.
I must admit, when I read post from my friends who are in serious quarantine because they don't dare get sick, or because they live in countries with much stronger restrictions than Sweden has, I feel vaguely guilty that I am still going to work and occasionally get to see people. Plus I am benefiting from the quarantine conditions elsewhere, as I get to join in zoom meetings, and make progress on sewing projects and mending. So while things are hard on so many other people, my life is still pretty darn good. I mean yah, it would be even nicer if we could go to events, and there was someone to cuddle with, but given the global situation, I have it good.