Turkey Tracks: October 14, 2014
“My Salad”
We got a bag of mixed lettuce from our CSA (Community Shared Agriculture) farm, Hope’s Edge, last Friday.
Located just west of me, the farm has had some heavy frosts–though our yo-yo weather continues and today is nearly 70!
So, the lettuce was a welcome treat in our weekly share. This lettuce has…survived.
When one tries to eat within the seasons, lettuce runs out in the fall. I personally switch to lacto-fermented foods, like sauerkraut, when the lettuce runs out. I am so not a fan of the lettuce that gets shipped in here from California in plastic boxes. That lettuce has been gassed and is very old–like about 18 days old. Whatever zip was in it is long gone.
I’ve been savoring my bag of lettuce–knowing that the cukes, the tomatoes, the celery are all nearing the end of their days.
Here’s another poem from Jeanine Gervais, who seems to be in a creative mood these days. She’s eating, likely, what’s left in her garden these days.
My Salad
A Zen Buddhist monk book says
to practice
living
in the moment
say,
“I am washing the dishes
to wash the dishes”
and so I eat my salad
to eat my salad
15 seeds
in tiny halved cherry tomato
raspberry dressing
a pink blanket
covers green leaves
speckled by black pepper polka dots
the white of sliced
radishes
edged
in magenta
a still frame
captured.
By Jeanine H. Gervais
October 11, 2014
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