Grey, mild and blustery here chez Casa Reynard, and mercifully, dry.
Slept well, and slept in a bit. Still feel very tired, but don't feel quite so *bleurgh*. Part of the issue is that when my monthlies go all screwy on me (early last time, very late this), it knocks me for six. Anyways, I have had a quiet morning puttering around doing various gentle tasks. Which includes making a batch of cranberry sauce.
Last year I got a job lot of cranberries on yellow sticker, but because I had no freezer space, I dried them instead. So I rehydrated some overnight, and now they've done a tango in a saucepan along with some of the soaking liquid, a green harvey apple, the zest and juice of an orange, some finely chopped fresh root ginger, some cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice and chinese 5-spice powder. And lastly, sugar to taste - I like it so's it's just sweet enough. Not too tart, and yet not sweet either. I like that zing!
I shall continue the kitchen theme this afternoon and make a pot of leek & potato soup. I will put the stock in which I poached the chicken for the curry into the soup, so that it doesn't go to waste. I will also have to go and deliver the "by hand" Christmas cards. In my case, it's the "by bicycle" cards as I don't fancy walking and part of the round isn't suitable for cars. Max the MTB will be a suitable conveyance in this case.
Anyways, it's time for luncheon.