Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
(Bob Dylan, from Mr Tambourine Man)
I went out early with Lily for her morning ablutions. She was slightly taken aback by the crispy white grass. I had to pick her up and carry her onto it. The frost was delightfully crunchy underfoot and was Lily’s new favourite experience. We discovered that the bird bath water had frozen over. Lily was delighted by this and munched happily on frozen water and leaves.
The leaves trapped in the ice reminded me of the ice bowls (with rose petals inside) I have made in the past for dinner parties. You can serve ice cream or sorbet (champagne sorbet is particularly delicious) from it. You do have to stand it on a plate as the ice melts quite quickly once removed from the deep freeze. It makes rather a striking serving bowl and conversation piece.
Below is a recipe for champagne sorbet – it is not one I have tried before – my recipe books are still in storage!
Lily tired of her new icy experience once her feet got too cold. I am wondering if you can get little snow boots for puppies for winter! Speaking of which – she needs to get a jumper or jacket for her Walkies. Yesterday, the golf course and forest were very wet, the water was splashing up to Lily’s under-carriage as she trotted along. She chased after the crows which lead her on a big circular route (unafraid of her it seems) by flying low, not far above her head, until they tired of the little sausage-noir pursuing them, and would fly off into the woods. Her undercarriage, legs and feet were sopping wet by the end of the walk, and little sausage-noir was shivering. So we think we she needs a woolly jumper.
The frozen leaves were released as the sun melted their icy casing; they lay limp, basking in the wan warmth…