Yes, I know it's Saturday, and I'm writing about Thursday, but it's been one of those patches. I decided that this post should give way to #HivePUD and because this month is #HiveBloPoMo, I'd ... ahem ... drip feed. Also, Saturdays are difficult days for posting. And...well...stuff...
Pearli is living up to her strumpet name. Has only been home once in four days. I haven't seen her since 4am on Thursday morning...
The cooler weather makes that weird and also means that Gandalf tries to find a warm spot. This his him. On my desk. In front of the screen.
Looking away means I don't see him. Not!
The day had a good end, though. Even though the Princess was AWOL:
Egg and tomato is a match made in heaven. I think, anyway. After last week's somewhat disappointing turkey eggs, Farmer P had some duck eggs again. Not my usual order: just 4 in time for delivery yesterday. I suspect the season is coming to an end.
Anyhow, there was lovely rich tomato sauce left from Wednesday's pasta and ratatouille. Topped with what really was the freshest, perfect poached duck egg, it's got to have been one of the best egg suppers yet. Especially as the cooler evenings remind that winter's approaching.
Until next time, be well
Fiona
The Sandbag House
McGregor, South Africa
Photo: Selma
Post script
I am participating in 
If this post might seem familiar, it's because I'm doing two things:
