It’s the greenest
Last night I made a fabulous meatloaf and mashed potatoes, with a fresh salad from the cold frames. Notice the lacy leaves, courtesy of the effing flea beetles. I have to say that simple salad of only greens was the tastiest thing I’ve eaten since last summer. The injection of green and earth into my blood stream gave me hope for the coming weeks of hellish packing, painting, and cleaning.
I think I will have the rest of the salad with an omelette for breakfast, then it’s off to the basement to clean.
"In summer we live out of doors, and have only impulses and feelings, which are all for action, and must wait commonly for the stillness and longer nights of autumn and winter before any thought will subside; we are sensible that behind the rustling leaves, and the stacks of grain, and the bare clusters of the grape, there is the field of a wholly new life, which no man has lived; that even this earth was made for more mysterious and nobler inhabitants than men and women. In the hues of October sunsets, we see the portals to other mansions than those which we occupy."
~Henry David Thoreau
April 28th, 2006 at 7:21 am
Your salad makes me wish I started my lettuce. I am so behind on the garden this year…
December 31st, 2006 at 4:38 pm
great blog…
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