Today was get-off-my-ass day and I did. I took a walk down the sidewalk to the county line and walked back. There are a few lovely wildflowers blooming in the ditches. Not that I got any of their pictures and I'm sure I've posted a picture of that old house before. It's just down the road from me and they are clearing around it and I'm not sure why. I'm pretty sure the house is beyond repair. Perhaps they are just clearing the lot next to it for some reason. We shall see. Mr. Moon has seen deer over there in the early morning, right behind that back corner. It's funny how we never seem to get deer in our yard. I know they're around.
I did not see No Man Lord today and I still haven't heard anything about Pinot. I haven't seen him recently either and I'm worried. I think I would have heard had he died. No Man Lord has a new arrangement in his yard of chairs, about half a dozen of them, maybe more, lined up one behind the other ending at a table where the last (or first?) chair is sitting exactly where you'd expect a chair to be, in just the right place for someone to come along and sit at the table. I sometimes think that No Man Lord is not quite of this time or place but lives in his own space and time. But I could be wrong. He may have the most logical explanations for the way he changes and rearranges his yard. He is a mystery to me. I would talk to him more but I can tell he does not feel comfortable with me. And I respect that.
Remember my pepper seeds I planted a while back? I have been checking them daily and have not seen one hint of a sprout but today I saw this.
So you can only imagine how shocking it was to me for my mother to make this dish with its (to me) exotic ingredients. And then sometime later, I was eating at Hanumen's Conscious Cookery in Denver and ordered a dish that I do not remember the name of but in essence, it was fresh, steamed broccoli on whole grain toast, with a sauce that reminded me very much of that recipe.
And so I have used it to honor broccoli ever since. Only the tenderest and freshest broccoli deserves it and last night's did. I had some of the leftovers for lunch today and it was still delicious. I am so pleased that although I had forgotten, we did indeed plant broccoli last fall and that is has lived to give us enough for at least a few meals.