Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Ankle-bone level awe


Spring does that to us -- every season.  The Douglas iris is a petite gem.  With strident pollen lines to smitten the most recalcitrant insect.  Are there any recalcitrant insects when pollen is near?  I think of paper & pen like pollen-painted petals.  In that state of awe-waiting.  And look-see, out of dried leaves what is possible.  Reminds me olive oil & garlic & roasted carrots & freshly grated Parmesan cheese & a twist or three of black pepper.  Sweetly sautéing.

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