cornucopia

Love means to learn to look at yourself

The way one looks at distant things.

For you are only one thing among many

And whoever sees that way heals his heart

Without knowing it, from various ills –

A bird and tree say to him: Friend.

Then he wants to see himself and things

So that they stand in the glow of ripeness.

It doesn’t matter whether he knows what he serves:

Who serves best doesn’t always understand.

I got very nostalgic at Saturday’s farmer’s market — last of the season — and so I took some [really poor-quality] film footage.  I didn’t mean to take such a close-up of Earth Elements Farm’s Matthew B., but it happened that way in the end and now his dreamy blue eyes are documented for posterity. Click here for film: Norman Farmer\'s Market, Saturday 25 October 2008

No joke: 

One saturday a few weeks ago it took me almost an hour to cut all these and make my special-recipe brine.  I also made stuffed peppers that day, and MLR and I had them for lunch the next day.