Growing things, Vegan Ingredients

A little onion magic

Not much to offer you – 

just a lotus flower floating

In a small jar of water.  

Ryokan   18thC Zen Poet.

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Yesterday I planted onions.

They are undemanding. They want only a well-dug bed, and to be planted the right way up, with the little stalk protruding minutely above the ground.

They will accept whatever winter brings: the frost, the rain, the snow.

Next June and July they will be ready for harvest.

I love onions.  I use them every day.  However bad the day has been, I am revived by the fragrance of frying onions.

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