Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Leaving home

I had cabin fever yesterday. So I put on my gumboots (it has been very wet) and left the house with an air of defiance. Walked down to the East River, where I found the first red Juneberries. They often start in May.  They tasted like apples. Instead of ticketing me a Pier One staffer waved at me. I waved back. I also noted, in The Noisiest Park in the World, next door, that we might have a bumper crop of beach plums this year. We shall have to return to the seashore to gather them in July.

Then I got on the subway and went for a walk in the woods. The goutweed is beginning to bloom.

I found burdock leaves as big as umbrellas. With stalks. I'll make some more burdocky dishes and see what works best. Also heaps of tender lambs quarters. Perhaps a tart. Or a quiche. What's the difference? I walked until I was tired, and then I got onto another subway back to our hood and visited the butcher, which is always a good idea when one is feeling iffy, because butchers are cheerful.

And then I came home.

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