It’s a relief to have the conventions over. I’ve read the speculation about Trump droppping out, and I know that Johnson and/or Stein are looking attractive to some people, but those things feel marginal. We’re hosting a Clinton staffer, and I see how hard she is working, for which I am glad. Until November, I’ll keep making modest donations to Hillary and I’ll keep worrying, but for right now it feels okay to turn my attention elsewhere. Mostly to domestic affairs.
Waste, especially food waste, is anathema to me, so what with the herbs from garden, vegetables from the farmers market and, especially, the produce from our CSA, I’ve been cooking even more than usual. I love the colors of this green bean salad with nasturtiums.
Our CSA includes fruit as well as vegetables, so I”ve been practicing my pastry skills. Tonight I made a plum and nectarine galette:
I’ve even put up jam from the 15 pound of bulk peaches I bought, and I’m looking forward to sharing with all my kids and some of my friends:
And despite the high pain price I pay, I’ve been pulling weeds and fighting aphids like crazy, because somehow I need the combination of order and wildness that results. Somehow I like seeing this in black and white:
Long ago we invested in garden infrastructure, so now it’s mostly maintenance. That seems like a resonable metaphor for life right now, too. Orderly, a little wild, and quite satisfying. Not all black and white, but sometimes….