Love Poem To Arugula

It might be hard to tell what that photo is. It's a picture of the little rivulet that one of the bridges crosses over on the trail I took another walk on today. The sun was shining at just the right angle to illuminate the moss on those old pieces of branches. It was rather magical. 

So yes, I walked on the trail again today but I stuck to the part I know and I did not get lost. In a way, it's even more boring to walk through the woods on a trail if you do it more than a few times because nothing really changes unless a tree falls over. Of course, over the seasons, different things do bloom and some lose their leaves and the conifers put on fresh new growth and of course, the different hours of the day provide different shading and illuminating but all-in-all, it is perhaps more entertaining to walk in Lloyd where I can see houses falling down or being built or added on to or painted and new things get planted and something is always going on at Harvey's whether a new way to display his cross or a new (very old) camper or tailer. These things come and they go. 
I think I am just tired of taking walks in general but that's hardly an excuse not to do it. And listening to audio books as I go does help. 

I tell you one excuse not to do it and that's having a kidney stone flare-up which I am having. It's been fucking with me for over a week now. Nothing like agony but just a sly and sometimes pointed reminder that it is indeed there. The damn thing is, I am pretty sure that the insurance company is not going to pay for any sort of scanning or blasting until it gets stuck in the duct (not to be confused with the excellent book "Duck In A Truck Gets Stuck") and causes agony and possible damage. 
I don't know. 
I do know this has happened before and then resolved itself as I guess the stone moved somewhere else. Yeah. I probably eat too many greens and of course I've made a big pot of them from the garden for our supper tonight but hell, that stone is already there and greens aren't going to make it any bigger although for all I know, I have six more in there, all just waiting in line to torment me. 
Probably not. 

Nothing else really going on. I made Mr. Moon pose with a giant mustard green leaf when we went out to decide where to plant the potatoes this year and for me to pick the greens.

Mustard greens can grow to enormous size. I bet that many of you have never seen a mustard green, much less eaten one. They are some of my favorite greens for both cooking and salads. They are spicy, like good, strong mustard, and indeed, their ground seeds are what mustard is made of. A salad made with arugula and mustard greens is not a timid salad and can make you feel like every other salad you ever eat is a mild and meek little thing, suitable for the more delicate among us. Boring, to be more exact. Arugula bites back when you eat it and then it dances a salsa, a rumba, a cha-cha-cha in your mouth while regular lettuce merely does a box-step on the tongue. Combine that with some thinly cut mustard greens and you've got a match made in spicy heaven.

I have to tell you though, that I've never bought arugula in the store that tasted anything like the arugula I pick fresh from the garden. If you like the stuff, it's worth it to grow it in pots. It's weed-like in its propensity to grow and thrive.

And that is enough of all of that. Good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise, I'll be back tomorrow to give you my opinion of something. I have no idea what. 

Love...Ms. Moon