A Tribute to My Childhood

When-you-know-the-notes
to-sing, you-can-sing-most-any-
thing. Doe a deer, a

female deer. Ray, a
drop of golden sun. Me, a
name I call myself

Far, a long, long way
to run. Sew, a needle pull
-ing thread. La, a note

To follow sew. Tea,
a drink with jam and bread, and
that will bring us back

to doe, doe, doe. Doe,
a deer, a female deer. Ray,
a drop of gold'n sun...

Veg Box Experiment #2

One of the things I love about my Abel & Cole fruit and veg box is the slight guilt that comes with it. In some ways, I feel less guilt-ridden: the produce I'm getting is organic, fair-trade, in season, local, and delivered to my door by a company that re-uses all their package or makes it biodegradable.

However, the guilt I feel is that I have to use everything that lands on my doorstep, but instead of getting panicked about it, it's been a joy to get creative.

For the past3 weeks or so, 'Spring Greens' have been arriving in my box. Without knowing or having the time to look up what 'spring greens' are exactly, I've been cooking them somewhere between kale, cabbage and bok choy. The latest mix was was:

Spring greens
Carrots
Celery
Spring Onions
Caldron Marinated Tofu Pieces
Seasame Oil
Soy sauce
Chili Powder

Alex thought it was damn good; I attributed it to growing up on home-made/really good Chinese dinners.

Foxes

Right now, there are two foxes (foxi?) in my garden. A mum and her pup. They are playing in grass--mum grooming her little one--and answering my questions of who or what has been laying in the flower bed.

As a girl who spent the majority of her formative years in a mountain valley, one might assume (i.e. me) that I would have seen plenty of foxes in my time. But no, just deer. I had to move to the city to see foxes.

Wednesday's list

• My dreams are like train stations.
• Idea: quilt out of handkerchiefs?
• Almost burning the pancakes because you're distracted by your lover is total bliss.
  
• Patsy Cline is my new favorite crooner.

Sneezing Greedily

Ele tells me:

First sneeze: Salud (Health)
Second sneeze: Amor (Love)
Third sneeze: Dinero (Money)

My first thought: Damn, I only sneezed twice.

Then she says, 'It's hard to have all three, you know. Usually just two, and still you are very lucky.'

She's right.

What Morning is Like

"June is here already," said the soft birdie's whisper. "I do not care to fly North any further. The sunlight is warm and even the breeze in the tall, tall city still tastes of the sea."

She picked a clothesline and flew down.

"An island life for me."

Lost Emails

I was left afraid
not receiving a response;
but then, they found you.

--or--

I thought you dared not
proceed on that path with me;
but then, you found them.