I write here from the garden this evening – the sounds of the chorus of cicadas swell in the trees, and make the whole world alive with sound. The sun is setting, still bright at the edges, with small clouds like little golden fairy castles floating above the pines. It isn’t quite gloaming yet, but…
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Chicken and Parsley Root with Pesto and Pink Peppercorns
For several weeks now i have been hearing the scream of a chicken in the night, whereupon i climb down the loft and rush outside, holding aloft a dim little lantern like the Statue of Liberty to where the dogs are already silently loping through the darkness. Nothing has been discovered until morning, and only…
Toadstools And Fairy Rings 