life goes on - busy busy...

we had the rare pleasure of having son Martin here, my sister brought us down to Kiskassa a few hours after the family meal we had after the funeral. It all went as smoothly as these things do, a bit of my sister's piece about our mum was read out and we talked about her...
We all needed to get ourselves together. So we were back to collecting yellow plums and jam-making, tomato preserving, kohlrabi freezing... Simon, the English hostel-guest was promoted to wwoofer status for a few days to look after things while we were away, which he did, and while he did he gained some valuable experience about continental bed-making... because meanwhile we had more guests, the flow just dried up now a bit now.
Martin left today, so we are a bit down, as well as a couple of german-iranian guys who were on their way to Istambul on a big Yamaha, and did a bit of wwoofing on the way, they needed a couple of days as all their gear was very wet. We are having a cooler week ot two, with lots of rain. We wanted it, but now it's enough...

Thank you very much for all the kind words of condolences, very much appreciated.

I forgot to mention, that we now milk one goat and nearly have enough milk off her if no extra amounts are needed. Such as today for a large portion of custard made to go with the poppyseed/black-cherry self-created, bread-pudding type of thing loosely based on what they call here "guba".
The picture was sent to us by Maggie, one of the lovely guests we had here from Singapore-cum-Germany, you can see them, Jutka, my sister, Martin and us, and I have a shockingly awful posture...