Musing about the changes in the homestead as summer wanes. We feed our bodies and our spirits the bounty of nature. We are never seperated from the world but a part of it.
Notes add a tablespoon grated parmesan, mild grated cheese, & a teaspoon red palm oil for color.
Grown by seed sent to us by a fan. Facination at the newness of a faraway land found by a seed.
Originally posted on Grist:
This story was originally published by Slate and is reproduced here as part of the Climate Desk collaboration. Google’s been busy rebranding itself as a 21st-century jack-of-all-trades. On Monday, it announced…
Dog days of summer awaiting the harvest.
Enjoying the first tomatoes.