Surrendering myself to the countryside caused many moments of panic, most notably over the lack of recreational opportunities that presented themselves to a city girl unfamiliar (and utterly unwilling to engage) with the 'The Great Outdoors'. The distinct absence of a cocktail shaker within a 10 (20? 30? 50???) was also a concern.
...yet lo! Time has ticked and suddenly I'm in the slow lane...and happy! I spent yesterday afternoon appreciating fresh air, the company of birds and a jug of infused water, or Ditch Juice as the Gentleman has dubbed it! Look at the sliver of Spring sky trapped in the bottom of my glass, I almost didn't miss the gin!
Cucumber, lemon and parsley. !Fresca! |