TidBits
This is the peach tree a couple weeks ago. From these very peaches we’ve made peach preserves and dried peaches and as many milkshakes as we could drink and eaten as many fresh as we could too. There is nothing like biting into the fuzz of a peach still warm from sunshine. I do not like peaches without fuzz. That was the first tree to ripen. We’ve two more not ripe yet (a different type of peach).
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The cow kicked over the first bucket of milk last evening, and most of it went into my shoe. It was a horsefly on her belly -- usually she is really good. When you whack a horsefly, it gives a satisfying red POP!
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My girls each have pet mosquito larvae they keep in a bottle.
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My last trip to town I saw a fox slip into the forest, almost like a watermelon seed slips out of your fingers, that sort of nonmovement, there and not there at the same time. Then I saw a cooper’s hawk flying through the woods, negotiating the branches.
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The neighbor with the rotted potatoes who then put poison on them to try to stem the rot? She was watering the potatoes! She caused the rot! I laughed at her so hard. Yes, to her face. Then I showed her what purslane was and told her how you eat it. We are, after all, neighbors.
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Click here to go to my two favorite essays about money. The conclusion: Money provides a mirror for who we really are and is a measure of our lack of love.
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If you’ve got still more time to waste and brain cells to stimulate, click here for Ran Prior’s page. Personally I think he’s got something real to say philosophically, although I’d judge his implementation to be seriously flawed. But hey. The very best thing on his page is this link Jeffery Sawyer’s page narrating his walk and inquiry into living. Spend some time reading. I especially liked the mushroom/abundance/greed story that isn’t very far down the page.
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This morning’s omen was a hen turkey on the bare ridge in the field. I never did see the rest of her flock, undoubtedly on the other side of the hill, but she walked the whole ridge and evidently took my still figure to be a fence post.
6 comments:
man, I miss the country.
You have beautiful peaches! I wish I could smell them from here.
That link to Jeffrey Sawyer is incredible. I have absolutely no desire to do what he did (or is doing), but that whole idea of throwing yourself into the universe with every expectation of being buoyant is breathtaking.
Wow...I am envious of your peaches! I'm against GMO's, but if they could develop a peach variety that was hardy to 40 below, I'd be tempted to grow it here!
Nice verbal images of your life there!
my daughter would love a mosquito larva as a pet. we caught a clickbeetle in the kitchen once, and she kept him in a habitat for a day before i made her release him into the wild. she fed him petals and crackers.
What a naughty husband you have! I'm shocked, really!!!
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