I was chuffed and surprised and very pleased when a follower of this blog, who had followed earlier blogs such as www.walkingthederwent.com for years, made contact and offered me some of his crop of quinces. We had never met, and ‘knew’ each other only through our comments on each other’s blogs. Despite my loathing of the hard nature of quinces, I accepted the offer for two reasons. Firstly, I live in a world where waste should not be tolerated and all efforts should be made to protect our own food security – so turning these quinces into edible food such as jams, jellies or pastes was clearly the smart thing to do. And of course I would enjoy the eating. Secondly, I was curious and excited to meet this long term blog follower.
It is one thing to be responsive with my blog following, personal, well-known friends but very much an unexpected pleasure to meet new people. This has only happened once before during my years of blogging. Back in 2015 a wonderful woman from New York state made contact, told me she was coming to Tasmania and hoped we could walk a little together. You can read my blog post of that wonderful inspiring encounter here and see Denise’s blogsite here. She reported on our little walk here.
Struggling with cabin fever I felt I had to get out of the house and headed down the hill to the supermarket for a few bits of food. Murphy’s Law has it that quince giver Andrew would arrive while I was out. And so it came to be … but … as I turned the corner walking home, from a distance I spotted a stranger near my front door. I doubled my pace. As he walked into the street from my driveway I yelled with a quizzical tone ‘Andrew?’. He nodded. I smiled. All I could think of was how marvellous finally to be able to meet one of my long term blog followers – albeit standing at an isolating distance apart. We agreed that post-virus we should catch up again.
‘There’s a bag of quinces on the bench’, and he nodded towards my front door entrance. ‘Thanks’. I was much affected.
In the next post you can read how I used his large bag of quinces. Thanks Andrew.