Tuesday, March 22, 2005

If my life were a salad...

Carrots pulled from the damp earth, unwashed... simplicity

Young summer peas still crisp and sweet and tiny in their pods...innocence

Kohlrabi peeled and turned upside down to resemble an ice cream cone...imagination

Variegated leaf lettuce with curly edges and ribs of deep red running through it at random...diversity

Strawberries with their pitted skin and raspberries with their cocoons of sugary syrup and tangy green gooseberries with their straw-tassled ends...integration

Choke cherries and frost-ripened concord grapes that turn your tongue various shades of blue and purple and make your eyes blink rapidly as the sour liquid pops out from the skin...the bittersweet that leaves its mark

Small bush berries that come in both red and yellow and are known to me only as "olebassum"...mystery

And a whole row of red poppies setting the rest of the garden aflame...burning passion

All topped by my mother's homemade creamy sweet and savory dressing that makes even wilted lettuce taste like manna...those whom I am blessed to call beloved

1 comment:

Doug Floyd said...

What a delightfully tasty entry!