Tuesday, July 14, 2015


I hadn't noticed the similarity between shells & salads.  Striation & layers.  Stories.  Unfoldings. Things unexpected.

That is, until this lunch.

Purslane with shell on the side

Persian cucumber
Lemon cucumber
Pitted black olives
Chioggia beets
Fresh mint
Olive oil
Black pepper
Fresh lime -- squeezed

And the purple leaf, you ask?
Agapanthus -- that word is a poem.

1 comment:

  1. cp 293 stirrup

    arrows al LIT UP
    we want to go home
    but no--95 all flooded

    She exits
    not knowing fortune, the future
    not a bit like the boat, the stick,
    that clamshell we played with

    sisters on a beach, our bxw laughter