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a goose egg + carrot soup

I found a goose egg at the farmer's market and took it to work to share with the preschoolers.

It's hard to capture how big a goose egg is. 

Maybe equal to 3 or 4 eggs? 

The chicken egg here is large.

At work, I took the egg out on the playground with a sewing needle, a straw and a bowl.  An audience of about 15 children and 3 teachers quickly assembled. They had a lot of fun guessing what kind of egg it was (a sea gull was my favorite). 

The sewing needle was no where close to sharp enough to break the ends of the egg.  After brainstorming what might work we decided to try a push pin.  Success! I poked a whole in both ends, inserted a straw and blew out the egg yolk and white.  "Eww..." 

One of the teachers said the children had all kinds of follow up questions. The egg was not edible (by human's anyway) after the experimenting.  The egg shell is being saved. I have this urge to paint it gold...

This was so edible that I bought enough carrots and dill to make more.

About 2 cups of chopped carrots + 1 small spring onion cooked in olive oil until soft.  And then 3 cups of water.  Cooked until carrots were soft.  And then one bunch of dill (about 1/2 cup chopped) and 1/4-1/2 cup buttermilk (yogurt would be just fine or no dairy too). 

Perfect for a rainy spring day!

take it outside

"I thought about lines-the lines we draw, the lines we write, the lines we cross, the lines we cross out.  An actor's lines, deadlines, headlines, borderlines-lines drawn in the sand; lines we never forget, the lines we leave behind. A circle is a line touching."  Terry Tempest Williams, The Hour of Land

The take it outside basket.

Knitting, sewing, reading. 

I am reading Mary Oliver's Upstream, and listening to Terry Tempest Williams. It's a kind of conversation to move back and forth between the two. A pairing.

After spending about a hour stitching the sleeves on to a shirt by hand, I spent less than 5 minutes cutting them off. 

(I loved the way the pink seam showed through though.)

That's how it goes sometimes.

 

life happens

"You can tell a lot about a garden and about its gardeners by monitoring how weeds are attended to."

This week I have been revisiting a garden book I like...Gardening at the Dragon's Gate by Wendy Johnson.

Layers.

Inspiration gathered from many sources.

A myth in the making. Once there was a dragon that lived in a cold dark sea and dreamed of warmth...

Study. 

Absorb. 

Growing.

We have a garden party coming up next week where I work. Families are invited to come, plant something with their children and spend time with us.  We will grow all sorts of vegetables, herbs and flowers for cutting.  There is a little forest area we are trying to reclaim.  It is being planted with natives. 

Nourish.

Paneer + cauliflower + raisins + rhubarb + spices (cumin, chipotle, ginger, pepper)

pulling a green thread

From Teju Cole’s book, Known and Strange Things:

“There is another possible book that contains all that is not in this one.”

I put myself on the wait list for a few of Teju Cole's books after listening to his interview on On Being.

I've read a few of the essay's, enough to know I want to find a copy to keep, to take time with.

Counting stitches for a sleeve.

Stitching with plant dyed fabric, some printed silk that I've had for a long time.   

It's May and the first rose is blooming and I may be absorbed into the garden...