There is an immediacy to this luxury of mine, my breakfast is in front of me. Small red and black druplets, flavor, nutrition, freshness, just by reaching out my hand. There is a dependency too. An awareness that my food comes from the soil, comes from the sweat of my brow. The work I do and the blessing of Providence tangibly providing sustenance for me each day.
|Ronde de Nice Squash and Garlics will make a delicious lunch. |
The raspberries provided breakfast while I picked, those in the colander will get put up for winter.