Ulog 30: Boogie Druid!

Hi gang, I’m home!

Well, that was a bit more of a break than I expected, but as soon as I arrived at my dad’s in Wales, I realised that I was actually craving some time away from my computer- away from my screen and being connected all of the time. So I went with it, and let it happen – and thoroughly enjoyed the down-time and the beautiful green surroundings! That photo up there is what you can see right outside dad's back door :)

But boy, I missed you lot! Anyway, I’m back and aim to be back posting every day again now I’ve had my mini-break. Huge apologies if you’ve tagged me or commented over the past week and I’ve not responded. I’ll do my best to catch up over the next few days.

For those of you who know me and a bit of my history, you’ll know that this is the first time I’d returned to my parents’ home since my mum died. That was the last time I was up there, nursing her through to the end, so I was a bit apprehensive about how it was going to be to return. Much to my delight, it was the same madcap, restful, chaotic place it ever was. It was lovely to spend time with my dad, and the sweet presence and reminders of my mum around the house were a blessing.

As last time we were rather tied to the house, this time dad and I went adventuring most days- visiting his permaculture friends on their various plots of land- climbing the mountains to visit some. S & P have built their garden right into the side of the mountain, creating beautiful terraces full of beans and veggies, edible flowers and fruit. They are both also experts at fermented foods, and have inspired my dad to get going on fermenting his own crops as a delicious way to preserve excess food.

Dad has also got into the idea of brewing Kombucha. As most of you probably know this is a fermented drink made from sweetened tea using a SCOBY (symbiotic culture of bacteria and yeast). We tried some kombucha our friend Gina had made, and it was really delicious, so I was quite excited at the idea of dad making his own…

So we boiled and brewed, sweetened and cooled, and let the SCOBY float free… fingers crossed it works!

So yes, there was a lot of gossip and giggles, music (we broke out his guitar and had a lot of fun trying to remember how to play the thing!), eating and dancing. And without much pressing, I got dad to don his druid cloak (yup, my dad’s a druid!) and bop to some trance music. People… I present to you… BOOGIE DRUID!