Look at this beauty. Nothing to do with gardening, or cooking. But he is my number two and deserves his moment in the sun. Harvey Aka Mr. Play, doing what he does best, being feline and regal.
I find something so poignant about the plants that reach out for something to cling to, to wrap themselves around. This is the black-eyed susie climber on my balcony, it's wrapped itself around my wooden chair, and it travels along the hard, cold concrete of the balcony floor looking for somewhere to thrive. There is something about it, that causes a tender sensation in my heart.
Sick person food. Not beautiful to be sure. Raw grated beets, lemon juice and a little flax oil. Helps ease the gallbladder when it's freaking out. Never an episode before in my life....WTF!
Been a little sickly so catching up on photo post. Please witness these beautiful Garlic Scapes received in my grocery box. They make a gorgeous pesto.
First day of the August Break. Beautiful heirloom tomato. I love the orange skin, and the bloom of pink at the centre. It was delicious in my caprese salad with fresh basil, olive oil and buffalo mozzarella. Happy August!
Many years ago I worked for a summer as an apprentice horticulturist. That year changed my life, and I have longed to get back to garden ever since. I have long carried a dream of creating a kitchen garden, full of herbs, flowers and vegetables. I love the beauty that a garden inspires, I love how you can grow a plant and how that can extend to inspiration in a vast array of areas; cooking, art, community, activism, healing and above all meaning.