The Sky at Night

Back from my wanderings it was time to do two wonderful wintery jobs today. One, chop kindling and the other, quality control on the sloe gin. I'd ended up with some jars of sweetened mixtures of sloes and gin and others 'straight up'. Blending them to warming yet not sickly took some doing. I don't think I did the jobs in the 'correct' order or certainly not in the order I could share with my Mum, whose birthday I might have tarnished if I had.

I'm looking forwards to catching up with journals x

RIP Sir Patrick Moore who could have told us all about the stars in this shot.