Pomanders in Waiting

I make pomanders with the lasses every year at Christmas. The smell while we make them is heavenly. These beauties were 59p for 4 from Tescos, which, given that I don't care what they taste like, seems like a bargain. Not sure what that apple is doing in there though.

This is a morning after blip, we have an old friend staying, so the evening consisted of chilli, wine, gin, conversation, and at bedtime, although I did take the picture, I just wasn't up for messing about with computers.