The garden gnome was here when I bought my centuries old farm here in Northern Brittany two years ago, and I find that his smile is even broader this year than last summer... Just wanted to share with you his smile and my own, as well as my happiness about my vegetable garden, because it is The Place that gives me the peace of mind every time I go there. For dinner tonight, I made mashed potatoes (the old variety, King Edward, - *oeil de perdrix* in French - that a local farmer gave me this spring after I had given him last year the old Lappish puikula variety that I tried in my garden and that gave an excellent result) and just could not stop eating, it was so delicious. I came to think that in a certain way, my garden represents myself - I let also the reseeded flowers and dill and potatoes and tomatoes and Indian cress and anything grow where they want, limiting them only a little - and it is very comforting to see that everything is blossoming and giving - if far from perfect, still lovely results. - This burst of love and happiness comes, of course, since I live in France, after a wonderful meal made with the best ingredients from my garden.
Posted on: Fri, 25 Jul 2014 21:54:34 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015