Wet, cold, gloomy Sunday. On days like these there are two things you can do.
1 - Stay in and hibernate.
2 - Befriend the weather and have fun.
This week Lydia Leith and I chose the latter, and decided to go on the hunt for elderflowers to make elderflower cordial.
We're lucky enough to live in a City, yet have so much nature at our door step, finding our ingredients only required a visit to the end of our road.
After getting excited over finding things to make and eat from the land, we decided that the fun couldn't stop there and decided that nettle soup was the answer.
Gloves at the ready we headed out into the rain once more.
As you can see from the image above it was a bit of a disaster and came out much to thick. However we have recognised our mistakes and know what we need to do next time in order to make our nettle soup efforts successful. Even though the end result was lame, the fun was in the making, and fun it certainly was.
When i was at school Art was my favourite subject. However since leaving, many years ago now, it quickly became part of my past, a skill gathering dust in the depths of my brain.
I've always been sorry that this became a neglected talent, and suddenly felt the urge to put an end to my artistic drought.
A masterpiece it certainly isn't, but i was excited to learn that my past rehearsals haven't been fully wasted (i promise to post the finished product if you promise not to judge, deal?!).
This weekend was also a celebration to my newly purchased Death Cab For Cutie album - 'Codes and Keys'. Death Cab will always remind me of my university days, truly some of the best years i have spent. The release of this album coming so close to just spending time with old university friends i think has made it all the more special. I've listened to it none stop since its purchase on Saturday morning; while i still don't have a favourite i'll leave you with this link so you can research and decide for yourself?
May i just say, what an exquisite album indeed. May i also suggest that you surround yourself in a cozy bed while listening to it and just bask in its glory.
In September of 2004 i met some of my most treasured friends, in the exquisite city of York.
7 years on, i'm lucky and proud to say that my friendship with these people has not changed, and in many ways has only grown stronger.
I've seen these people do amazing things, from becoming established teachers, perform at major music festivals, train and study to become the people that they've always hoped to be, and even get married.
The latter is the one thing that makes me so excited and the most proud. Seeing the relationships of your friends blossom into a commitment of marriage is one of the most satisfying and amazing things, seeing them publicly proclaim their love for one another was one of the best days of my 26 years. Knowing that one day marriage and a love like theirs could be mine just fills my future with so much hope i could smile about it all day long.
With those thoughts in mind, my hungover train journey home was much more pleasant than i was expecting, blazing sunshine, Donny Hathaway and Bob Dylan certainly helped.
Today of all days i am thankful for friendship, love, and Sundays.