1. I came across a recipe for sage pesto this morning in Under The Tuscan Sun.
Chop a big bunch of sage leaves, 2 cloves of garlic, and 4 tablespoons of pine nuts. Grind together in the mortor (or food processor), slowly adding olive oil to form a thick paste. Transfer to a bowl, mix again, add salt and pepper and a handful of parmigiano. Makes about 1-1/2 cups.
Now the clippings of my sage bush that anually takes over the yard will go somewhere more romantic and delicious than the compost pile.
2. It also contained this poem which spoke to me:
Send me out into another life
lord because this one is growing faint
I do not think it goes all the way.
3. I like watching seed fluffs drift over grasses, they seem to capture a light as soft and gentle as themselves.
4. I looked over on the subway and a few seats over someone was wearing a black shaggy buffalo hat complete with horns. When she stood up I saw that her knapsac was a vampire bat. I liked its little black ears and grinning fangs.