Experimental cooking can be a source of deep joy--or agony--depending on how it turns out. The perfect meal shared with a good companion puts me in a deliciously good mood. But unhealthy, un-tasty, untimely meals put me in a frump. This is my quest for good foods and good moods.
Friday, October 13, 2006
Chilly Dilly
my dill babies
narrowly escaped the big chill last night because I brought them to my inside garden. I planted their predecessors in June, but they bolted in July and offered me nothing to eat.
Boy was I depressed. I adore fresh dill on sandwiches, salads and salmon. But all was not lost. At the end of September I noticed some dainty dicots at the base of the spent stems. Had to get my nose right up into the pot to see they were the second generation! (Notice the seed coat still attached to one of the cotyledons.)
Sadly, not only did summer scorch my herbs like a flash fire, but winter has cropped up unannounced with the first frost... and it's only early October???
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