Friday, February 23, 2007
Back to basics
My corn is so lush. It should be - I've offered it bags of manure, compost and mulching with the straw from the chickens. It's taller than me - it's as high as an elephant's eye - and laden with cobs. It embodies the promise of harvest. I think it is beautiful.
Then, come lunch time, when it's stripped back and lying prone ( a bit like a plucked chook) it's hard to see its previous glory.
But bite into it and the soft sweetness renders it remarkable again.
Eating from the garden: corn, chives and eggs in pancakes for breakfast; corn for lunch; basil in pesto at dinner, followed by rhubarb and more eggs in a cake for dessert; blood plums and tomatoes for snacks.