Winter's coming.

There's been a frost most of this week. Doesn't seem to be melting during the day other than in sunny bits. I think the pond by Blackford Hill may be partly frozen over... And there's snow on hills up North. Looking forward to getting out there—we're off for a wander in the Pentlands tomorrow.

Accordingly I've been cooking lots of nice hot food. Casseroling. It seems like the thing to be doing. I've done a standard shepherd's pie, a pasta bake, a rather scrummy fish pie (my first), and a supposed goulash (very simple but tasty). Okay, and last week also a lovely cheesecake, but that doesn't quite fit the pattern, being baked but cold.

Mmm. Food.