Rest day today. In bed with The Irish Runner.
That’s a Juneathon activity, right?
Biking through the Irish countryside
Is sheer joy
Knarled tree trunks spread their shimmering canopies along the roadside
In ditches and hedges birdsong thrills while a
Never ending patchwork of fields rolls towards sunset skies
Gracing my soul with gratitude and peace
Juneathon Day Five: Ten miles biking
Juneathon Total:23.5 miles
Juneathon Poetry Challenge: C`mon Phil, Sharon and Paige, show me your acrostics!
Juneathon Day Four and yes, I did get to run but didn’t get to brag blog about it. The Chook House presented other matters for my attention including three teens at risk of imminent starvation, a Himalyan pile of laundry and a broken iron. And all before I even had a chance to get my running shoes on.
I decided to deal with the teens first.
Within minutes, they had steaming stacks of pancakes under their noses. Each slathers their pile to their own taste: Teen Boy 1 is content with lots of lemon juice, cinnamon and just a little sugar. Teen Boy 2 holds the sugar and lashes on the maple syrup, while Teen Girl’s favourite is strawberries and cream.
But teenagers are hungry hounds, so, while they slurped contentedly, I threw together some oaten biscuits. These are, of course, from my favourite baking book Mary Berry’s Baking Bible and are turning out to be a such a great favourite here in the Chook House with teens and visitors that I usually make double the quantity. Gotta keep those hungry hounds at bay!
Mary Berry’s Oat Rounds
Ingredients (makes approx. 16)
Method:
I find it handy to cover the work surface with cling film, before rolling out a dough like this. Makes cleaning up a whole lot easier.
I don’t know what the calorific value is of these biscuits. But I can tell you, gentle reader, just so you won’t have to go through the hardship of discovering it for yourself, that one biscuit will help you make a start on a himalyan heap of ironing, two biscuits might help you finish it. But no amount of biscuits will fix a broken iron.
I tried, the teens tried, but the iron stubbornly refused to heat up. We even thought of force feeding it biscuits but were afraid that, in a fit of pique, the electricity supply might object.
Of course I knew the iron was merely letting me off the hook. In its own sweet way it was urging me on out the door.
Teen Girl came too. We meandered along the riverside, took in a little of Killer Hill and meandered down by the glittering waters again. Much, much nicer than ironing.
So Juneathon Day Four saw ironing and blog neglected but teens well fed, biscuit jar replenished, and four miles run.
Juneathon Day Four: Four miles.
Juneathon Total: 13.5 miles
Don’t blame me, it’s all Phil’s fault. His Juneathon is literally poetry in motion!
Day three of this Juneathon
And Red Hen had lots of Work on
But she managed three miles.
Over meadows and stiles.
As she planned her next marathon
Juneathon Day 3: 3 Miles
Juneathon Total: 9.5 miles
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