November

Nos Calan Gaeaf (the night before the first day of winter) was followed by a truly winterous bluster, which has abated somewhat for all souls.  We seem to spend the beginning of this month remembering the dead.  However I shall be at St. Deiniol’s Library learning all about parish monasticism with Ray Simpson, trying to finish reading two books by Alastair McIntosh, Soil and Soul and Hell and High Water and hastily making a few pots of chilli relish/jam/jelly/chutney*  and some spicy elderberry cordial for the ‘Christmas‘ fayre.  Hopefully not all at the same time…

* I’ll I’ve deleted as appropriate when now I’ve made it!!  (Although I’ve still got loads of chillies left…)