Writing this up hopelessly late on 28th December.
These are my homemade Amaretti. They didn’t turn out too bad.
I seem to remember being in some pre Christmas stress of trying to get the house into a reasonable state for visitors on 17th and even managed to forage some festivity (extra). I also wanted to visit the chaps before heading away for Christmas. It’s hard to leave them even though I know they aren’t going anywhere and will go with me too. There are hints that they’ve even got me a little something for Christmas.

I made an edible veg tagine ready for when I got home from work on the 17th and my visitors had already let themselves in and got the fire going. We never did get to meet in the summer https://www.blipfoto.com/entry/2461649377937065372 although we did catch up in spring https://www.blipfoto.com/entry/2440421842595352340

So, it was lovely to see them although it never happens without it’s unique complexity and I think I understand some of what made it difficult in the summer.

Attendant emotions? A curious mix of disbelief, anger, love, great fondness, gratitude, loyalty but, most magnificently, latterly...a capacity to be almost entirely unaffected. Such power of which I don’t think I have ever known the like in my lifetime. To be able to step back and to not feel the need or gratitude for crumbs from the table. What a great relief and it frees me even if it perplexes...
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vbjRTN3-jCg

Life, eh!?